The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1996

Chapter 1996: Origin Combination

The Abomination and the Primordials were frozen in place, more than anyone here, they knew the significance of what Rowan was accomplishing, Existence innately tended towards the power of Origin and End was the antithesis of it, and all these while, End had been growing to the extent that if given enough time and opportunity, it would extinguish all traces of Origin, and if nothing had changed, this was what was bound to happen.

The Primordials had always believed that they were the masters of Origin; their heritage meant they were able to hold multiple Origin Forces inside their bodies, but this path was one of stagnancy, as they were following the path of the Luminious, and what was left at the end of this path was nothing but destruction.

If they won, they would soon enjoy the benefits of being the masters of Existence for a while, but sooner than they think, the stars would begin to die out, and there would be no more children born. Even if they reduced the size of Existence and filled it with their essence, they would soon find out that everything would begin to die, mortals first, then the immortals, and finally they would be alone in the dark for all eternity, kings of bones.

In the worlds created by Rowan, they saw the truth, and they were frozen in place, denial and fear warring in their minds. Was this truly the end of their path? Would their greatest achievement be one where they wished to have never been born?

"He deceives you!" the general of Death screamed, breaking the Primordials and the Abomination from the spell of Rowan’s creations, "Snap out of it, he is getting away."

The realms Rowan was creating surrounded him like tiny shiny pearls and this had been distracting the Primordials, but Death was inherently closer towards the power of End than anyone here, not even the Abomination, and so while its allies had been enraptured by seeing the power of creation in its purest form, it had only been distracted for a while before a deep sense of distaste had filled it.

There was nothing in this realm that it craved because in them it saw its end. It was not as if there would be no dying in these realms, but the souls of all who died would go through a rebirth process, and if they wanted, they could shed their memories and start over, or they could be reborn with all their previous memories in place.

In a realm like this, Death was no longer a force to be reckoned with; he would just be a doorway, one of the natural building blocks of life. How could it allow its glory to be reduced to such an extent, and a world with so much life and possibilities just felt wrong to the Beast of Final Rest. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

It knew of the eventual demise of Existence, but that was an outcome that it craved. Life and all the chaos that it brought were not something that Death wanted; eternal stillness was worth the fight, and the children of light and creation would not win this fight.

The pale horse the general rode rushed towards Rowan, but it was futile, space was expanding many times faster than light, and even though Rowan stayed in the same spot, he had already travelled a nearly unfathomable distance.

Normally, the general would easily cross through time and space, but while he could cross through time, space was a separate issue. It fought him, and the hooves of his horse could not find any purchase on space; it was slippery, and he had to shatter it in order for him to move.

His roar of anger was all that was needed to push the Primordials and the Abomination into action. They shook away the doubts in their minds; whatever would come to pass in the future was only showing the interpretation of Eos and not their own. With ultimate power, there was no reason Existence could not be shaped as they saw fit.

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