The Primordial Record

Setting aside all thoughts of the future and any plans for the mysteries surrounding his life, Rowan dwelled inside his Ascendant nature, he needed to master Dan, and enter the higher dimensions.

He allowed himself to become the flame

He permitted his soul to become all that he was, and the senses he had once lost returned to him, more powerful than before-Soul Sight. If he had been inside a field of endless ice for a million years, it was as if he wrapped himself in a warm towel inside a warm home as an icy storm raged outside, it was so comfortable that Rowan nearly groaned aloud.

In his present state, the sound waves that would emerge from his body would probably wipe out a third of the Blood Blessed settling around his body.

Leaving the comfort of his soul, he unleashed his perception outward and he froze as the information nearly overloaded him, and in a short while, he mastered everything that was filtering into his soul. Rowan could tell the difference between his Consciousness Pillars and his Soul.

If it was the former it would not have mattered the complexities of the information entering his mind, it would coldly separate everything and could never be truly overwhelmed, and Rowan feared that no matter how powerful a soul would turn out to be, in some instances it could never be equal to his Consciousness Pillars.

The soul exists in a separate dimension from the material realm, and so its method of observing reality is naturally different.

He perceived lights and colors, yet they were not lights or colors, instead, they were various concepts of reality being manifested as a completely new type of existence and transcended the state of physical manifestation, but the soul could capture those concepts in a way that the spirit could loosely interpret them and if he applied himself, he could understand them, and Rowan knew that with this understanding power would follow.

In this state, a powerful soul could essentially see time and taste color, even smell sound... Yet this was not his it truly was, only as the Spirit perceived it as.

Rowan felt his soul smiling, Will was truly fascinating. The excitement of walking into a brand new realm was something that he had not felt for a long time.

His Soul Sight had no awareness of distance as it showed him infinity in a droplet of water, and if he stretched himself to his limit, at the edges of his perception he could see an infinite amount of droplets, and inside all of these droplets were infinity.

Rowan was well aware that the last time he had used Soul Sight it had not been this powerful, clearly what had changed was that the strength of his present soul compared to what he previously had was like night and day.

He internally rolled his eyes, wondering why he still used such odd reference in his thoughts when to his eyes, there was no difference between night and day, and knowing that such useless musing came from his soul made him smile again.

Focusing back on the changes in his soul, in the past, he had barely been able to see three meters around him, and the quality of his Soul Sight was extremely subpar, now his gaze could easily understand an entire universe of concepts.

A blast went off in Rowan's head as the awareness that he had always been seeing the window into higher dimensions all these while but he had never truly explored them. His title as a Primordial and his senses as a Primordial Ouroboros had all been showing him these sights, but he had never pushed into exploring them.

Like a machine he had simply observed and documented, never tried to feel them, as he should have done so very long ago.

Nevertheless, even though he previously had no soul, he would have still been able to ascend into higher dimensions, but it would have taken him a long time, for unlike creatures with souls, who saw the beauty and allure of higher dimensions, to him, it would simply be one of calculation and timing.

Rowan felt a twinge in his heart as he wondered if he had just come across a secret. It felt extremely important and he filed that away.

At this point in time, Rowan had no idea whether between his new soul and his consciousness pillar, which would be the superior method of attaining the Dan, but he stopped that train of thought in its tracks. Why should he bother exploring higher Dimensions with only his soul, when he still had other tools to use?

He would never allow himself to be limited to using just his soul alone when his Consciousness Pillar had clear advantages over the soul in certain areas, although at the moment his consciousness pillars were out of commission, it would not be for long, and he did not need his consciousness pillars to explore Will because he understood how to view reality like a machine, he had been that machine for too long.

With his musings placed by the side, Rowan began to explore these concepts, using both his heart and his head. It led him down paths unknown. However what he found especially surprising was that of all the concepts that were scattered around, Time was the most prevalent.

It covered everything, piercing through the past and entering an unknown future. It was Time that was the bridge between all the droplets, used as the foundation and the supporting pillar against everything in existence.

It was easy to lose focus at this time and let his mind wander at this massive revelation, but Rowan refused to be distracted and channeled his thoughts into finding the First Dan, due to the prevalence of Time, it was inevitable that he would explore it first, and he realized why it was inextricably linked to the Fourth Dimension.

Anyone that wanted to walk a higher path would inevitably have to explore Time first because the damn thing had soaked into every layer of existence. Rowan sighed and took the plunge, he needed to understand all he had to work with first before he took the plunge.

His heart showed him Time as music, soft and lilting, yet it was inexplicably heavy when he peered deeper, its weight was enough to crush everything.

Its path could not be changed, its flow could not be stopped and anyone who wished to control it must make use of the Chains.

Rowan paused, the word Chains was a sudden intrusion in his understanding of Time dragged to a halt when the thoughts of chains entered it.

He stopped and looked at the higher dimension... truly stopped and peered into it with his heart and not his head, and then he heard it, extremely faint but as his focus deepened he could understand more of what he was hearing.

They were screams of pain. Time itself was screaming.

Rowan's soul pulsed, flashing brighter as it forced it to burn. He was a Primordial Ouroboros and he could heal from burning his soul, he commanded the City of Sheol, and his Will of Soul Origin meant he could unleash the power of his soul in a way that it was not meant to be

unleashed.

His soul became the brightest light inside this infinity and then he could truly see.

Rowan Soul began to scream.