Rowan had always been careful about the questions he asked the Oracle anyti he visited the Covenant, knowing that it would inevitably be recorded and scrutinized, but questions about the Demon Ohrox were fair ga.
One of his inquiries was about the Origin Treasure in his ntal Space, he wanted to know its purpose, history and any other of its uses apart from serving as a channel to the Covenant, after all he could be holding the most powerful treasure of the Prince of Destruction, it would be foolish not to control such a treasure, also Rowan had noticed the Origin Treasure in his ntal Space, that white tower, was beginning to grow.
From what he could infer, Augustus must have owned this Treasure for centuries, yet he had no idea how to repair it or what it was even made of, plus the many tens of thousands of years it had been missing must have damaged it a lot.
Yet it was only soone like Rowan that could unlock the true capability of this treasure because his ntal Space as he learned was solid enough to resemble a god's own and his Aether was just as powerful.
It was enough to heal an Origin Treasure. No god would place a foreign Origin Treasure in their ntal Space, but Rowan was ignorant about these matters, and he had a ntal Space closer to a god, so he was able to activate and allow the Origin Treasure to begin rebuilding itself.
Rowan had asked the oracle, the history of the Origin Treasure, according to her, its history was shrouded in fog, but the Prince of Destruction acquired it from the ruler of the Abyss, who it was said acquired it from a location outside the known universe. The na of the Origin was called the Tower of Greed, and it was an Origin Treasure that was Aspected to Ti.
It had a heaven—defying primary function, which was, collecting the present mories and Spirit of its user and channeling it back to their past selves, of course there were many restrictions to this power.
Before Ohrox death, he had been able to build the treasure up to twelve levels, and for a Demon of his power, it could only take back his Spirit back for just a few minutes, but that was enough to make Ohrox one of the most dreadful combatants on the battlefield, it was why the only way to defeat him was to do so with overwhelming power, enough to kill him tens of ti, else he would never lose, and he would adapt to your every move and slay you with a single blow, while unknown to you, the battle had happened a hundred tis before that single mont.
He had seen a recording of a battle of Ohrox, and it was short and grainy for recording beings at the godlike level when they battle was difficult, but he rembered the utter beauty of Ohrox when he battles. It was not barbaric, but it was a dance. A dance of destruction as every single blow he dealt achieved the maximum amount of damage possible. Every single blow!
The Tower Rowan had with him had only one floor, and a second had been slowly growing, it was not yet complete, and activating this ti ability would damage the treasure and increase its recovery ti, he had hoped to never use this Origin Treasure until he was strong enough to defend it, but now he has broken that promise with another.
Before this day was done, he was going to kill Dorian!
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Sounds ca first.
"—petty things for now, but as ti goes on, I would not be surprised to see, rape and murder among the disgruntled people. You would sotis be surprised by the amount of darkness in the hearts of n…"
Where am I? What is this darkness?
"Besides, you're Erohim. Who am I to go against your wishes!"
Yes, I see now. Dorian, flas, ti… I have soone I need to kill before the day runs out."
Rowan's vision returned to him, and he saw the inquisitive face of Circe looking at him, she was drinking his wine with a nonchalant attitude, but inside her eyes he could see her wariness.
He looked below and saw the convoy and the people going about their activities, and the sounds of happiness and productivity happening below him, and Rowan stilled for a brief mont, and he assigned one of his consciousness to play ahead with the events that previously happened, and he continued speaking with Circe following the sa script as before, while his second pillar of consciousness took care of what was happening inside his body.
It was interesting making a conversation while knowing precisely the response you were going to receive, Rowan stuck to the scripts as he began speaking in dan, "I speak to you with no falsehood. You can have my word on this Circe Boreas. I have no quarrel with you and yours. My enemies are not yours, except if you wish to add yourself to their number."
"I would be a fool to act against you… at this ti. I may not understand the reason you are taking so of your actions, but as long as I'm assured that you have no intent to cause harm to and my people, then I seek no quarrel with you. Yet, I have to ask, how do you learn to speak dan like that?"
While these played out, earth—shaking changes were happening inside Rowan's body, but with his Telekinetic control and the energy cloak he created below the clothes he was wearing, he was able to hide all the activities happening inside him.
He was not aware if it was because of his Ouroboros bloodline, or so other factors but when his mind traveled back in ti to a few hours back which was the present mont, it was not the only thing it brought back.
What is this? How can this be happening inside of ?
His Ouroboros bloodline should have an Aspect if ti to it, as his assud his resurrection ability was a sort of Ti Reversal ability, and the combination of that properties must have done sothing beyond what the Origin Treasure was capable of, for all the information the Covenant told him about this Origin Treasure, there was no ntion about it granting the ability to rge your future self with your present!
Because at this ti, that was what was happening inside Rowan's body.
The changes happening were vast in scope, but it was also incredibly gentle, as if his bloodline had opened a channel to a place in ti, and it was simply passing along what it had collected in the future down into the present.
Rowan was aware of the image of the Ouroboros, a serpent who was swallowing its tail, and he knew it represented infinity, a sign of the utter tyrannical nature of this bloodline to break the natural course of things.
Everything it had devoured was its own. Even ti could not stop it from spitting them out!
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