The ti Andar spent with Rowan was not wasted, and for an entire year, a massive deluge of information had been poured into his consciousness. Andar had been inford of Rowan's overall objective, and it was simple: his next target was the Celestial Domain.
Coming from anyone else, such a thing would be considered madness, not even a Primordial Domain could boast of attempting such a feat, but Andar had a sort of belief in his father that could not be shaken.
Battle after battle, victory after victory, Rowan had forged an image of invincibility in his heart that could not be broken by anything. Everyone needed sothing to believe in, whether mortals or immortals, and Andar chose to believe in his father; from where Rowan drew sustenance was unknown, but he would like to think that in so small ways, Rowan found comfort in the presence of all his children.
Still, to go against the Celestial Domain was not an easy task, and despite the faith that he had in his father, if there was no tangible plan in place, Andar would be discontented, but Rowan had shown him a road map to realize his dreams, and he showed Andar a small corner of it where his presence was needed.
Andar had learned about the history of the Magus World; he knew that Endirius had stolen the first fire from Primordial Light, and the basis of the entire Magus system of power was built upon the foundation of that first fire. Rowan needed this fla if he needed any chance to be able to battle against the Celestial Domain, and Andar knew that to even consider reaching this fla, he had to reach the core of this world and touch the Supre Tower at its center.
Andar had been making steady progress on this goal, he was already at the peak of the fifth-dinsional level, and at first, he wanted to continue gathering more dinsions under his belt, but Rowan had shown him a new path that was more suited for him, and it was a power that only Rowan was capable of giving.
Instead of gathering different dinsions with varied properties that took Andar ti and effort to understand and cleanse them of their various intents, Rowan would show him how to simply create these dinsional spaces.
Once again this was not sothing that should be possible and was not even a concept that anyone would think would work, but Andar had watched with fascination and awe as his father transford his Supre ditation Art into a higher grade, giving Andar the possibility to cultivate more dinsions into his own, and this would even continue when he reached the sixth dinsion and higher, he could simply continue creating more dinsions and beefing up his foundations, and the only limit to this process was his soul.
This was not the only massive change granted to him by Rowan, because at the core of Andar, laying silently in his heart was an Angel, and according to Rowan, it was not an Angel that he had yet fully ford, only its core lay within him, and when the ti was right, when this Angel was completed, Andar would rge with him.
Rowan had not given him many details about the capability of this Angel, only that in his present Celestial Hosts, no Angel was greater than the one sleeping in his heart, and in the future, it would still be hard to find its equal.
It was during the placent of this Angel in his heart that Andar ca across the term Thrones.
For an extrely long ti, Rowan had been battling with the creation criteria of this Angel, unlike any of the Angels he could create, a Throne only required a single "Eye" and this did not make much sense to Rowan when other Angels of the lower ranks were requiring tens of thousands of Eyes to create, and then Rowan ca to the obvious conclusion that a Throne was not ant to be used as a normal Angel, instead it was a vessel of power for its Creator, and if Rowan wanted, he could easily create a Throne.
Every ti he created a Reflection of himself, he had been halfway in the creation of a Throne, he simply needed to use a different material and tweak the process a bit and he would create one, but for Rowan, creating a Throne at his level was a waste, such power was better used when he was at the ninth-dinsional level, this would ensure that his Throne would beco extrely powerful.
When Andar heard his Title from his mother's mouth, he did not care that it was considered a Supre Title or that it would give him benefits that were equal to him being a three-tis Tower Master; what he was fixated on was the usage of the word Throne in his title.
With his understanding of the link between the Supre Magus Endirius and the Primordial Domain of Light, it was not impossible to see that this title represented more than most would have ever realized.
He was in real danger; sothing about him had just caught the eyes of Endirius, and he was now focused on Andar. It was a good thing that a million years ago, his father had already anticipated that his quick ascend would inevitably draw attention, maybe from the Supre Magus himself, and there were already plans laid down for such an eventuality. If Andar was ever going to place one of the major reasons for his faith in Rowan, then it was his incredible foresightedness.
Andar breathed out, his breath shaking the space in front of him,
"Where is my Title going to be administered, Mother?"
Aeynid pointed down at the surface of the realm,
"At the central plaza on the surface, when you descend, the Aethernet would explode, the number of physical attendees already exceeds a billion, and that number is steadily rising as ti passes. My son, the entirety of reality awaits your presence."
Andar sighed, "They would have to wait a bit more."
Aeynid frowned a bit before she asked with worry in her tone,
"Is there sothing wrong Andar? This Title would be a source of endless benefits to you."
Andar smiled, "Endless mother? I see what you did there. No, I am not against the title, I just want a bit more ti, because I'm about to beco a sixth
disnional mage."
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