The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1965

Chapter 1965: The Desolate Era

Perhaps the flood of memories took mere seconds or an eternity, Rowan could not tell, and when it was over, he was kneeling on the ground, one hand outstretched in front of him that held the feather of Lumen, and his body resembled a sculpture of melting wax.

He was dying.

Despite how much power Eos pours into each Incarnation, they were never meant to replace him, and so he deliberately reduced their potential in order to ensure that death was a possibility for them.

As useful and versatile as Incarnations might be, they were also the source of great weakness, as a powerful enemy could gain access to Eos internal network through them, and so they needed to be powerful enough to detect traces of such attacks, and weak enough that they could quickly die on command if it were needed.

For someone like Eos, death did not come easily. If he were killed, then just the lightning of Ether flowing through his consciousness would take millions of Cosmic Eras, if not even billions of Cosmic Eras, to dissipate, and so his consciousness would still remain on one form or another for that long.

Any enemy would have a field day taking advantage of that vulnerability, and so he did not make his Incarnations too powerful. The drawbacks to this were in moments like this one, where the Incarnation had come across such great powers that it could not handle the strain.

There was no regret in the heart of Rowan, in fact, it was the opposite, like Lumen had said, knowledge like this came with its Karma, and the Incarnation was being twisted into the likeness of the being before him, but he had gotten what he came here for, and his only goal was to send everything over to his main body before it became too late.

What he had learned was shocking, and through the faint connection with Eos, he continued pouring out everything to him. These wings, Lumen, came from Enoch; he discarded them because, after he saw Hundun, he was worried that the stillness of the Luminous that was represented by his wings would corrupt this new being.

He tore it off while pushing his last connection with the Luminious away, and he thought that the wings had dissipated on their own, but they had not. Lumen had survived.

Enoch hated his ancestry so much that he never truly dug deep into his foundations and discovered all the powers that they contained. His mindset had colored his outlook, and he felt his abilities were greater than anything from his bloodline, so he discarded the wings of the Luminious without any hesitation. This would turn out to be his greatest mistake.

The wings of the Luminious did not just hold the power of their race; they also held their memories, and although Enoch had gone through these memories, he did not go through all of them.

What he saw when he was checking those memories was countless Cosmic Eras of stillness. The Luminious were beings blessed with true immortality from birth, and as their life had no ending, their history was truly deep, extending so far into the past that Enoch did not know in that water of stillness there were changes, but it was so slow that he needed to take a long time to trace the patterns, and impatience was a trait that he sadly had.

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