The Primordial Record

With his preparations completed, Rowan watched what began to occur next with a mild form of disinterest, that did not mean he did not understand every single thing that was happening or that he did not care that millions of people were about to suffer a horrid fate.

Horrifying scenes like this were something he had come to understand as the way of the world, only the naive would not understand that reality was a slaughterhouse where the strong devoured the weak, also he was pushing the majority of his mental prowess towards understanding the changes in his soul and his Destroyer after he had finally gathered all the Chains of Will and deposited them inside the great sword.

At the end of the day, this was only a Memory, although with the power of the Memory/Mind dimension, there was virtually no difference between this memory and real life, and if he wanted he could interfere with the ongoing process and change reality, but this reality would only exist in this dimension, and maintaining it would be drawing on the resources of the Ascendant Shisu, and despite the power of the Ascendant, he would barely be able to hold on for a few millennia before he exhausted himself to death.

Rowan saw no use in changing the fate of these people and losing such a valuable pawn as Shisu, but then he smiled inwardly. The rational part of himself would choose to keep Shisu as a pawn, but the newly emerged soul in his body had a different idea.

What could be the best form of recompense that Shisu could pay to his people?

Rowan had not forgotten the fate of his children under the sun of Hate that Shisu had unleashed.

The cold part of him would have disregarded these thoughts, but his soul demanded justice, no matter how weird the form might take, or that he was not worthy to be the one to ever be called a giver of justice with the weight of the sins he had on his hands.

Reality, however, was not fair, and if justice could only be given by the likes of him, then for the moment he would simply have to make do, but first, he must understand everything that happened here before he began making changes.

To get to this point where he could begin to change the fate of higher dimensional Ascendants was both thrilling and slightly unexpected, even though he knew that this power would only work while he was still inside Doom Star, if he tried this stunt in reality outside, his soul would never be able to grow fast enough to swallow the body of Time spread across infinity.

Even if by some slight chance he could find the way to swallow the body of Time, then there are many higher dimensional powers that would tear him to pieces before he could even collect a single percent of this power for himself.

He could not access his Destroyer for the moment, as great changes were being made inside the blade, but what he had entrance to, however, was amazing. Without any Will Chain to sustain, the infinity bubble had snapped shut with a loud snap, ejecting every single strand of Ascendant Consciousness that was on the verge of locating him, before zooming into Rowan's soul.

Easily merging with his soul, the infinity bubble became a part of his Spirit as if it was always meant to be present in his soul.

At that moment, Rowan came about another realization of himself that he may have overlooked with the sudden acquisition of his soul.

Disregarding the changes brought upon by his bloodline of Time, the greatest change between his prior soul and this new soul was simple, previously his soul had been the soul of a man, powerful and enduring, able to achieve many great feats that all souls had the potential to accomplish, but now he no longer had the soul of a man, but the soul of a dimension.

Because he was always wearing the form of a man, it is easy to forget that Rowan was closer to a living universe than to a man.

He had gotten a Dimensional Soul that was perfectly paired with his dimensional flesh, and if his dimensional flesh could hold an infinite amount of mass in the future, then his soul should be able to hold an infinite amount of concepts.

This became the only reason he could essentially possess Shisu, a sixth-dimensional entity.

Having access to all the Will Chains inside of Doom Star was useless if his soul could not take advantage of this impressive ability.

With Shisu flaunting his Will directly on the body of Rowan, he easily saw a passage into this sixth-dimensional entity's soul and he took advantage of it. With Ascendants' nature being close to that of a soul, it was relatively easier for Rowan to gain this access.

Rowan might not be strong enough to wrest control of the Will of Hate from Shisu, perhaps he would need to be at the fourth or fifth-dimensional level to achieve such a feat, however, he had no problem suppressing Shisu's soul, especially since it was not defended. In this desolate corner of the realm, Shisu in his arrogance had not taken proper measures to safeguard his soul, if the Ascendant had equipped his Natal Treasures, then it would have been a hundred times more difficult for Rowan to take control of his soul.

When he had attacked Shisu and entered his body as a beam of red light gathered by the shed Will of Hate from the body of the golden giant, that had simply been a distraction. The true soul of Rowan was invisible, and he directly climbed Shisu's Chain of Will, which had led him directly to his soul.

In the realm of Doom Star, Rowan doubted anyone had a more powerful soul than him, and although it was not easy to suppress the soul of a sixth-dimensional Ascendant, Rowan had many edges that gave him an advantage, and that advantage would soon balloon to an impossible degree the moment he summoned the last and final portion of his dimensional flesh.

Below Shisu had begun his crazy rant to the shocked populace, and Rowan frowned in mild annoyance as he felt the soul of Shisu straining against his confines. The Ascendants were fully aware of everything that was happening but they could not fight against Rowan's

influence.

With a quick application of his Time Stack ability, the power of the soul-cage he placed Shisu's souls into multiplied, and his quiet screams faded into silence.

The act that signified the end of this kingdom began with the death of more than six hundred million souls. The first to fall was the millions of normal folks with poor Aura attributes, all lower than the Legend ranks. Their eyes became red with hate and madness, they turned on each other in an orgy of violence that made someone like Rowan pause.

Shisu had mastered the acts of hatred and inflicting pain, and he made sure that every act of depravity that these people inflicted on each other only grew the hatred inside their hearts, even their bodies became tainted with hate, and their blood burned the ground as if it was

acid.

This was how much hate was in their heart, that even the earth burned.