Rowan barely had the ti to co to terms with the strange thod that he had been transported with when he used the mory of Primordial Life as a bridge when he was crushed to the ground by great pressure, for a mont everything was blank, he could not feel anything, even thoughts were gone from his mind and any awareness of himself was gone, and Rowan could not tell how much ti he spent in this state, not that it would matter, the concept of ti did not exist here, a second and a billion years were the sa things.
A mortal or an immortal that was bound by the rules of ti would not be able to survive here, the foundations of their existence was built upon this concept, and even though Rowan shared a portion of that foundation, he carried his own ti and space with him, and although this concept did not exist here, he was still able to slowly make aning of his surroundings.
It also helped that he was still surrounded by the remnants of the mory of Primordial Life, and those acted as the stabilizer to his existence, but he could barely think for an extrely long ti, but slowly his consciousness began to accumulate until a threshold was reached, and almost automatically his fingers began to move. At first, their movents seed erratic, but slowly grace returned to his fingers, and runes of mories, powered by soul essence began to rage around his body, as multiple barriers began to coelease around his body, growing increasingly thicker until they reached a certain point and Rowan began to slowly rise from the ground, carried by the waves of green runes pouring out from his fingers.
Rowan was not sure that he should be able to do this, since he had never seen anyone weave mories as if they were spells, but Rowan could touch mories that were as potent as his own, and it helped that the mories he was weaving ca from a Primordial.
Whatever place he had just found himself contained laws of power that were so potent and beyond anything that could be found in reality and had never been wielded by anyone or anything that he had seen.
It did not take long for Rowan to realize that the power surrounding him was beyond the eighth-dinsional level and was firmly in the realms of Primordials. This place had never been ant for any lesser being, not even Old Ones were worthy of reaching it.
What could have been billions of years passed as Rowan continued weaving the fragnts of the mory of Primordial Life that he had snatched, and in that ti his Wills began to grow in a ridiculous manner.
His Will of Truth that had reached the sixth dinsional realm first quickly grew under the stimulation of his understanding of reality growing beyond what he had anticipated barely a year before.
The Will of Elder, the Will of Soul Origin, and the Will of Ti soon reached the sixth-dinsional realm, and their growth was not hampered for a single mont.
Countless inspiration poured into his mind during the monts that he spent weaving mories. The understanding of Ti, Space, Soul Origin, Truth, and the Elder race grew until a wall was reached at the peak of the sixth dinsion.
This wall was unbreachable without any direct intervention from Rowan's dinsional flesh and his Origin Land, however, he was in such a high-level environnt that despite not being able to ascend his Will past the sixth-dinsional level, it began to broaden, as Rowan had all the ti in the world to begin experinting with new permutations and combination of his Wills
The inspiration he had gained over the creation of Wills when he combined the Sin Weapons was fully utilised by him at this ti, and his Will continued to evolve. Billions of years passed and Rowan did not stop working on weaving mory, the growth of his Will was simply a beneficial side-effect.
Soon his consciousness fully awakened, all these while his soul had been operating nearly automatically without any direct input from his consciousness and he had succeeded in pushing this process to the level where he was able to finally unlock the full asures of his consciousness.
Rowan's mind reawakened and he smiled in relief. There had been a possibility that he would have never been able to awaken, and his dinsional soul would have been stuck in this place forever until his dinsional flesh was strong enough to free him from this place, but betting on his ability to manipulate the mory of Primordial Life was the correct option and he had barely succeeded.
Despite his mind being awakened, he could not even see his surroundings fully, the weave he had made was protecting him from this place but it was also blunting his perception.
However, he had spent such a long ti here that Rowan had been able to decipher where he was by the process of elimination and the fact that he had the assistance of the mory from Primordial life and he had been here before, in a mory shown to him by the Primordial Record.
He was on Limbo.
When Rowan beca a living dinsion, his Singularity, the Primordial Record had beco so enamored with his potential that he gave Rowan a choice to rge with it, for them to beco sothing new and powerful.
To convince Rowan of their potential if they combined, the Primordial Record had shown him a vision of the future, one where their fusion had shattered all of reality and what remained was a single plain that was called Limbo.
Rowan had not left Reality at that ti, he had barely seen the full asures of the Great Darkness after he left his universe for a brief mont, and so he did not.
understand the full significance of that vision.
The fusion between him and the Primordial Record had led to the release of so much energy that not only the lower realms were destroyed, but also the higher realms as well, every dinsion in existence, every Primordial Domain were shattered to pieces, and it had not ended there, even the Nothingness was destroyed, and so what Rowan had seen was what was left behind when Reality and the Nothingness were destroyed, there would be nothing but Limbo.
Previously as a lower dinsional immortal, he had not fully understood what it would an for the fusion between him and the Primordial Record to lead to the destruction of all of reality, he could not even comprehend power on such a scale, and as a ans of self-preservation, his mind had simply glossed over this detail, now he knew. With the understanding of what Limbo represented, it was easy for him to draw the next logical conclusion,
"At first I believed that Singularities were born from outside all known existence, and they were like viruses, invading the realities that the Primordials had created and nurtured, but if I use what I know about the Primordials, then it ans that like the Singularities, even the Primordials themselves are... invaders."
In the mory of the future that the Primordial Record had shown him, his fusion and rebirth led to a war between him and the Primordials, and in the harrowing battle, there was no winner, he lost many tis, and the Primordials also lost so of their numbers as well.
Rowan had once believed that the Primordials had been protecting reality from the devastation his fusion would unleash, but the truth was that they were simply trying to take out competition.
The Primordial Domains were simply extensions of Primordials who were dwelling outside of reality, they were not allowed inside of existence, and when his fusion with the Primordial Record had devastated all of reality it had opened the gateway for the
Primordials to access reality.
Rowan had gotten the interpretation of that battle entirely wrong.
Inside the mory of Primordial Life, he had seen that the offshoots of the Primordials that were inside of reality were dormant, not because they wanted to, but because they had no choice, sothing happened in the past that deprived the Primordials of the ability to fully control reality or perhaps there was sothing else that he was missing.
Rowan knew that in the Era before this one, the Primordial Era, the Primordials, or
rather, their offshoots, had been able to freely move through reality, he had briefly witnessed Primordial Demon himself arriving on Doom Star and slaughtering every single opposition in his path in a single mont.
So, it as undeniable that the Primordials had more autonomy in the past, that is, until they decided to drain every single bit of Primordial Essence from reality.
This event had always bothered Rowan, why would the Primordials drain reality of the one thing that could ensure they were still able to fully control reality, why would they chose to weaken all of creation?
Well, he had been looking at this from a standpoint of them being the creator of reality, but if he looked at the Primordials as invaders, then so many things begin to make sense.
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