The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2011

Chapter 2011: Changing The Script

Eos twisted his hands slowly, and the scenery shifted, and it was not just space that was changing, but time as well. With the right powers and understanding, it was possible to view the past. He showed her a horrible Psychic scar that was left behind after the blow that killed a Primordial.

"You say that it was not the sacrifice that matters, but the end result. See that Psychic scar," Eos pointed to the wound inside Existence. "It remained on the battlefield, and Elyria was too weak to cleanse it because she had paid a terrible price to kill her brother, and so she was grievously weakened. However, it would not have mattered even if she were at her peak; she had sacrificed too much in that instant, and the power left behind was greater than her."

Eos paused, and he gestured as if he was pulling in the tear in Existence, and the hole began to slowly close. As it did, it began to reveal the remnants of the dozen Realities that once existed here. This Psychic scar had taken form and swallowed all these Realities.

"At first, the result of this battle was not detected, Eva," Eos said, "The scars left behind were treated with veneration. It was the spot where their protector sacrificed everything to save them; however, it was the mortals who began to suffer the consequences."

Faint screams of pain began to emerge from these shattered Realities that were so heartwrenching, Eva went pale. She recognized these screams to be coming from a Primordial being, Elyria, who once saved all of these Realities.

"The mortal children, generation upon generation, were born with a psychic void where the concept of ’sibling’ or ’trust’ should be, and some of them became immortals and pushed this concept to a greater height. Their civilization became a perfect, paranoid machine, efficiency born of emotional sterility. In the end, they calculated that their Primordial Guardian, weakened from the battle that gave them freedom, was an inefficient source of protection and energy. They tore her apart, Eva, using the very power she had gained from her sibling’s sacrifice to fuel their final, joyless ascent into a static, crystalline oblivion. Her sacrifice was to stop End, but what it did was give this force the chance to gather its might and silence her."

"The arithmetic was correct, without her presence, all Realities in this corner of Limbo fell, and not even by the hands of the Ancient Primordials," Eos murmured, as the vision faded back to the original broken vista. "One for many. It just failed to account for the poison in the result. The victory was sterile, just a prelude to a slower, more complete death." He looked at Eva. "This is not an argument against you. It is data. The first page of a very long ledger. If you are going to be convincing me of the necessity of sacrifice, you have to know that my judgment is balanced."

Eva drew in a deep breath; her confidence, so carefully assembled, developed its first hairline fracture. She blinked, still hearing the screams of Elyria in her head.

In the end, the Primordial had become filled with hate. Before even these Realities were born, she and her brother had walked through Existence for many Cosmic Eras, and together they had protected these Realities from destruction many times over, but when her brother grew too greedy and wanted to oppress those underneath them, she paid the ultimate price to stop them, but her sacrifice only led to her demise. Her last cries of pain and anger had only led to the growth of End.

This was not the example she wanted to show Eos, but her Origin of Revelations was still in its first layer, and she could not see everything quite deeply enough. However, just this revelation she had gained from the past had pushed her to the brink of her Origin Layer, and she knew if she returned, she would be able to ascend to the second layer of Revelations.

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