The Primordial Record

Rowan's soul quivered when he looked at the remnants of what he assumed was a Primordial Beast. He did not know what to expect whenever he had visions of Primordials, but there was something he had noticed during these encounters.

Anytime he saw a Primordial through visions or encounters like these that came either through the support of the Primordial Record or in this case, his soul like when he opened his Spirit Matrix Gate, the Primordials he encountered always seemed so primitive, there was no vast flashing light or grand Aura surrounding their bodies.

However, take the case of the vision he saw through the eyes of Old Man Seed, the Primordial in that vision were all incredibly mighty and carried such intense Aura of power that their presence was branded forever in the mind of anyone who saw them. These thoughts to him did not seem very relevant, yet he thought it was odd. freёnovelkiss.com

The first Primordial Beast he had encountered outside the Primordial Ouroboros seemed to be special in its way, and if these beasts were equal to Primordials in their own right, then it meant each of them was not simple, and be wondered if this event was happening before, during or after the war with the Primordial Beasts.

He had no time to deliberate on these thoughts as the bare skull of the Torch Dragon unexpectedly replied,

"Demon, you have killed my brothers and stolen my eyes, I lay a curse upon you, and with my eyes, you shall gaze upon your destruction, and on that day I shall return to your heart, and I shall feast on it for an eternity unending."

Even without any features on his face but eyes, Rowan knew that the being who was called Demon was smiling.

Was this the creator of the Great Abyss and the first Demon Primordial? Why was he in a vision about Time? Did it mean that all three of the men here were Primordials?

Rowan had always thought that Time was a being that was equal to a Primordial, yet was not truly one of them, but if this vision was revealing anything, it would seem the connection between all the Primordials was somewhat closer than he had thought, almost as if they all came from a single family, even the Primordial Beast, Torch Dragon told Demon that they killed his brothers.

If he had to guess, perhaps at the beginning of everything these beings of great power who might have no creator had all seen themselves as siblings and the distinction between Primordials and Primordial Beasts must have been vague, and it was the war and their various agendas that caused them to take different camps, a war Rowan was sure had never ended.

However, the question that plagued Rowan was that if the Primordial of Time was related to every Primordial, why was the form he wore in the future so alien, his eyes and his demeanor had changed, and was it because he acquired the Will of Evil?

The Demon passed the skull to the next being with a single eye and the Torch Dragon's single eye focused on him, a spark leaped between both eyes and the dragon spoke again, the voice emerging from around its skull, as he accused the one who held him,

"Light, you have betrayed me."

Rowan had finally acknowledged that these three were Primordials, and his focus sharpened,

The Primordial, Light shrugged at the words from the dragon, and he slowly spoke, as if he was someone who measured every word that came out of his mouth knowing their worth was greater than gold,

"It was nothing personal, I just needed to know what it would take to kill creatures at our level. To gain an insight like that is... invaluable. For the greater good, it needs to happen. I will not let it go to waste."

The Torch Dragon whispered, "Your arrogance would lead to your doom. Your vanity has made you mad."

Not replying to the dragon, Light passed the skull to the last being here, whom Rowan was looking at with particular interest because if he was not wrong, this Primordial was Time.

Holding the skull of the Torch Dragon, the Primordial stared at the skull and the skull at him for what seemed like an eternity before the Torch Dragon sighed, his voice no longer holding anger, but a sense of melancholy,

"Time... Despite all that you know is to come, you still choose to stand against me. You are worse than a betrayer and your end will not be agreeable to your character. Do you know what is worse than a fool? A naive fool! Despite how much I hate you, I still pity you."

The hand holding the skull shivered and with an unexpected cry of rage, Time plunged his fingers into the only eye hole on the head of the Torch Dragon, blinding its only remaining eye, and exerting force began to slowly tear apart its skull.

By the side, Demon cried out in shock,

"Time, what are you doing? We need Chaos to create a foundation for reality, without it, the essence of the Dragon would be half wasted... stop this madness! The future depends on this." Time growled, "I know my fate, and I have seen what would unravel in the future, no matter what I do, my loss is inevitable, if anyone was able to find a path through this quandary, then it should have been this damned dragon! If I am to suffer for all eternity, then he will suffer beside me, his essence shall not rest. Peace was never an option, and there is no way I am letting him go into the dark!"

Demon snorted, "Although you shall suffer for eternity, your bloodline will be preserved and you shall be able to look through the eyes of what is to come and escape your eternal solitude. What is the use of one body when you shall have an infinite number of them, and if our gambit is successful, then you shall be the strongest of us"

"If that is the true Demon, then why does my sight end at the dawn of the Primordial Era, why have you all refused to show me eternity. Why could you all not have given me one more Grand Era to Map out all that is to come, knowing I will have always taken the right path. You all asked for my trust, when you have given me none."

Demon stood up with anger, the stone he had been sitting on exploding into dust, revealing that it was made from an uncountable number of compressed dimensions, Light stood up quickly also and placed a gentle hand on Demon's shoulder, and it was as if a massive boulder was set on his body and Demon froze in place.

Light began to address Time who had not stopped attempting to tear the skull apart,

"You know the reason why we cannot show you what lies after eternity. Your nature in itself would inevitably corrupt any future event that is to take place, you understand how important it is that our work be completed without any interference. Giving you access was never an option, and your Map, this Singularity cannot be trusted... it is outside everything we know. The burden on your shoulders is heavy, but you are the only one among us who can carry it. If I was able, I would have taken it from you."