The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1956

Chapter 1956: Breaking The Cradle (Final)

The Beast of inevitability roared in pain and distress. Its resilience and healing were powerful enough to cleanse the corruption in its system, and its fundamental nature meant that it did not matter how much corruption was poured into its body; it would always recover given time, but during that time, a lot of its powers would be focused inward instead of outward to fight against the source of corruption.

Eos hesitated. At this point, he could not help the Beast even if he wanted; the Archai monitoring the battle were powerful, but these were Watchers, and they were never meant to battle an evil like Enoch, but he trusted that the Beast could not fall so easily.

More Abominations were flooding into the body of the turtle, whose striking tail was beginning to move more slowly, and Eos could see that some of the Realities being protected beneath the turtle were being slowly snatched by roving Abominations.

Suddenly, hundreds of Abominations began to fuse once more, and before long, a gigantic Abomination arose before the face of the turtle, and its billion arms slowly reached for the face of the roaring Beast, and it slowly caressed it, as if admiring a work of art.

Despite the pain it was experiencing, the eyes of the massive turtle slowly opened as it felt the alien touch on its skin, and found the gigantic skull-like visage of the Abomination grinning. The face of the Abomination descended, and it almost gently kissed the snout of the turtle before a long tongue filled with screaming faces shot from the mouth of the Abomination and dug into the right eyes of the turtle, penetrating deep into its brain.

The turtle shuddered as a sickening slurping sound emerged from the tongue as it began to drink the essence of the Beast. The turtle was about to fight back, even if it was to disengage from the tongue that was rapidly draining its essence, but suddenly its mind was flooded with memories.

The Beast remembers every Reality it failed to save, every dead, their lives, and end rushing into its mind. Mothers forming mountains with their bodies. Children opening arms to corruption because they had never learned fear and crying in pain as their flesh was liquified before their eyes, and arms grew out of their throats.

A cry of pain emerged from the chest of the Beast, and it froze, lost in grief. Its cries were not for itself, but from all that it had lost and was still losing.

The Abomination’s maw opens wider, and more tongues lashed out from its mouths like harpoons. One pierces the Beast’s shell, anchoring itself to the thrashing turtle, and multiple tongues begin to wrap around its legs.

With a mighty heave that sent cracks across existence, the tongues began to pull, but the Beast was unconsciously resisting as its legs dug trenches in the void, and the corruption inside spread more quickly as it exerted itself, and the memories of dying Realities were keeping what was left of its conscious mind in a cover of grief and pain.

The white veins of corruption spreading across the shell of the turtle had reached the fading runes, and they began to shatter like glass.

Power began draining out of the Beast of Inevitability like a flood as the Abomination’s body pressed closer and its flesh began to rub against the body of the turtle; the contact was intimate and obscene.

Where they touch, the Beast’s shell softens, turning white and pulpy, and the Abomination’s skin splits open in sympathy, revealing internal organs, which were fused Realities that resembled forests of arms in the shape of livers and hearts that beat with stolen lullabies.

Eos could no longer watch; he could not physically help this Beast, but he could remind it that there were those it needed to protect, and despite the losses it had endured, the job was not yet done.

The question here was how he was going to do that without alerting the Abomination, but as it turned out, he did not need to make a move, because the turtle surprised everyone again.

Eos did not know where the Beast drew its strength from, but as the Abomination was as close to it as a lover, the turtle did not need to do much; it opened its mouth, and it bites down.

The jaws of the turtle, like celestial mountains, clamped on the Abominati

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