The Primordial Record

Rowan did not rush to any conclusion because the truth would soon be revealed to him. What was he going to discover when he penetrated the ranks of the resistance, would it be a talented child who created a powerful technique to uplift their race or a group of traitors who had condemned the rest of their kind to extinction just to remain a slave to the Ascendants?

All the Blood Bound here were at the Deific Rank, the terrifying growth rate of their bloodline displaying its strength. He appeared beside one of them and stuck his finger into the brain of the Blood Bound.

Unaware of Rowan's presence or even what was happening to him, the Blood Bound was watching the movements of the Calamity with fascination.

Rowan closed his eyes and delved into the mind of this man as he attempted to touch his soul. The past three years were not in vain as he had been practicing with his consciousness, and gaining his soul gave him new abilities that he had not even begun to explore.

No longer needing to kill to touch a soul, Rowan delved into the mind of this man, from the moment of his conception when the spark of his soul came alit to this present moment where he stood here and watched the Calamities surged ahead to exterminate his race.

Rowan learned much, but not enough. Although at the Deific Rank, these Blood Bounds were simply grunts. With the talents of the Blood Bounds that made them acquire power easily, seniority and authority came with age not power, and only the truly older members of the Resistance knew what was happening.

To confirm if he could gain more information, Rowan took the time to read through the souls of everyone here until he was satisfied that he could learn anything more.

However, what he had learned from the soul of this Blood Bound made Rowan truly furious. These Resistance members did not regard themselves as Blood Bounds but called themselves Blood Slaves.

They saw their bloodline as a curse and only bringing their nature closer to Ascendancy would allow them to rid themselves of this curse. In the past, it was not always like this, but something had changed.

In the beginning, the Resistance did what they were created for, they fought against the Explorers and sought to create a better society for every one of their so-called cursed bloodlines, but a new ideology was born that began to twist their purpose. They fell into despair, not valuing their resistance, seeing it as a futile action against an enemy they could never beat, and they decided to embrace their nature as slaves, for power and better conditions.

In return, they made sure the Blood Bounds in the surface never rebelled. Their unique position as the Resistance meant that hotblooded youth and wise adults who wished to fight against their oppressors would come to them, and they could easily get rid of them.

Instead of being the defenders of their people, they became their oppressors, and what was worse was that they took the form of Shepherds when they were wolves. They became ticks infesting the bodies of the Blood Bound, slowly bleeding them dry, and their actions that were disturbing the surface and leading to the extermination of every Blood Bound on the surface were met with indifference, some of them were even excited, for they hated the Blood Bounds even more than the Ascendants.

"If my blood is a curse to you all, then return it to me."

The unexpected voice of Rowan that resounded inside this space startled all the Blood Slaves, and before they could acknowledge what was happening, Rowan grabbed the air in front of him, and the seventy Blood Slaves froze and their skin, muscles, blood, and internal organs were ripped out from them.

For a brief moment, the Ascendent Aura inside their body still took its previous shape, and someone unaware would think seventy Ascendants with bodies of smoke and Aura had just appeared underground, but in another second their Ascendant Aura collapsed with a shrill

scream.

"This is what you serve and it cannot hold you up for a second when your bloodline is taken from you."

Rowan squeezed his hand refining his bloodline into a clump of golden fire that he sent upwards before he faced the space beyond. Inside the souls of the Blood Slaves, he had learned that a majority of the Blood Slaves were within this space, alongside another mysterious entity.

Before Rowan crossed into the space created by his Bracelet, he stretched both of his hands to the side and grabbed the air. For a few seconds, there was nothing, and then a flood of golden fire emerged from both directions and flowed over his palms before he released them to the surface.

Rowan paused and looked at his arms, in that few seconds he had killed more than a million Blood Slaves, and unlike when he butchered people in the past, he did not feel indifference, instead it was a weird mixture of emotion, that included satisfaction, guilt, shame and many other complex emotions that was hard to place into words.

Overall he still felt anger and indignation that his glorious bloodline had been brought low to such a state.

This batch of watchers he had just killed was just one of the many lookouts that surrounded this space. Although it was very expansive inside, the space outside only covered a few hundred miles in circumference.

Rowan touched the barrier that separated this space from the outside world and allowed himself to be drawn into it when he felt a strong suction force from within.

Almost immediately he felt an alien power surge into his dimension and a part of himself stirred from slumber and down his back and arms, tattoos of leaves and a massive tree were embossed on his spine. The endless jungle below began to stir as if a furious wind was blowing through them.

A dull rumble inside his mind was his only alert before he saw the massive bracelet vibrate as a shockwave that carried intense green lightning erupted from it. The wave of lightning was

so fierce it could fry multiple worlds to ashes, but they swept by him without harming him the lightning seemed to go out of its way to avoid him.

Rowan turned back and watched the wave of lightning impacted the barrier. This caused another round of shockwaves to erupt from the barrier that spread outward agitating the erupting serpent Calamities, which soon settled down into their stupid match to the surface. There were many ways he could play out what was going to happen next, he could silently dispatch all the Blood Slaves that he had discovered were trying to break into his bracelet, or he could announce himself and punish those who had forsaken his bloodline. Rowan's body burst into a golden fire that was so bright it reached every corner of this space and beyond. His golden light pierced through the earth until it spread to every corner of the continent and beyond, and everyone who held his bloodline, no matter where they were, saw him.

"Your Primogenitor comes to your door and yet I am unannounced. All those that are Bound, and all those that are Slaves, attend me."

The space ahead of him rippled and every single Blood Bound no matter where they could be found in the realm was sent into this space.