The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1946

Chapter 1946: See No Evil... Speak No Evil

Rowan could sense an unrelenting wave of disquiet emerging from the Cradle of Enoch in the distance, and he wondered if this came from the threat that Enoch gave his main body or if he was feeling the power of the Beast of Inevitability, the guardian of the Cradle, a power that even the Primordials seemed to fear.

The mystery behind this Beast was unknown, but Rowan could still see a connection between the Beast of Inevitability, who safeguarded the last known domains of life, and the Beast of Final Rest, who held the power of Death.

It did not take a genius to see that there was a link between these two creatures, and perhaps the reason that the Primordials were attacking the Beast of Final Rest must be because they could not attack the Beast of Inevitability, at least not yet.

The reason he had come to this conclusion was related to the power he wielded when he used his Final Form. Rowan and his main body were slowly deciphering the rules of this power, and they had begun to instinctively see its power all around them and in certain situations.

However, he could be wrong, but Rowan was confident in his heart that the Primordials could not touch the Cradle of Enoch, not unless they destroyed Death first.

Still, the only way he would be able to confirm if his theories were correct was to brave through this fear that was filling his heart and find the truth in the Cradle; this body was disposable, and the truth was important.

Calculating the distance between him and the Cradle was not a precise affair, but he saw that in a thousand wing beats, he should finally reach his destination. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The Watchers had followed him in silence the entire journey, apart from the moments when there was a faint scribbling sound as they recorded the nature of Limbo inside their domains. These ten translucent silhouettes drifted at the edge of his vision like heat-shimmer over a grave.

Even though Rowan was moving in a straight line, the Archai with him were just the shadow of the Watchers, their main bodies were roaming the distance around him, recording as much information on Limbo as possiblr... he could not know the future and the possibility that he might never be able to enter Limbo in this capacity again was there on the table, and so if he had the opportuinity, the Watchers would gather as much information as possible.

What Rowan had experienced was just a small fraction of the total information that had been gathered by the Watchers and sent to Eos. Rowan was not too concerned with what they had found until they called his attention to it.

In a whispery voice, one of the Watchers spoke to him, "Eos bids you check on a discovery we have made."

The Watcher had barely spoken when a massive burst of information entered Rowan’s mind from Eos. He looked through it, and his eyes became cold. Glancing at the Cradle of Enoch in the distance, Rowan turned to the "left." This diversion should not take too much time, and it could turn out to be very important.

In a few wing beats, he was at his destination... a temple hanging in the void.

It was impossibly ancient, older than any structure he had seen so far inside of Limbo. Its architecture did not belong to any reality Rowan had catalogued.

Columns of black crystal rose and fell simultaneously, like breathing pillars. The roof was a single sheet of night frozen mid-ripple that somehow appeared old.

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