The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2035

Chapter 2035: Prove Your Intent

"So, you will give me power, knowing in the end it will only lead to my doom," Nyxara chuckled.

"Why is that so strange?" Eos replied, "Did you not do the same thing to me as I grew up? I only took the things you have unknowingly taught me and applied them in a manner that suits my needs."

Nyxara suddenly stopped laughing and looked at him suspiciously. "Now, why do I think this benefits you in more ways than you speak?"

"I could say the same to you," Eos countered, "Your actions reek of desperation and madness, Nyxara. Despite the power you are bound to gain from the deaths of your siblings, you must know of their uses... but, you no longer care, don’t you?"

Eos lowered his voice to a whisper, "When did it begin, Nyxara, that chill that slowly creeps through your spine, those fleeting moments of clarity when you realize how far you have fallen... Was it when you all fought against my Incarnation and saw how long you have forgotten the light? Or was it when you tasted your brother’s blood and realized that you must have more of it, loyalty, blood ties, all meaningless, before the endless hunger of End... when did you finally realize that you were nothing but a puppet?"

Each word from Eos struck her like a whip, and she shuddered, her eyes turning red, "Good... good... Eos, I had forgotten that you have a serpent’s tongue and the venom in your tongue can threaten even me."

"I speak nothing but the truth," Eos smiled, "I have discovered that the truth tends to have more weight, because it is simply what it is... the truth. Interpretations may be twisted, and lies may be told, but it would never change the facts about the matter. So, Nyxara, would you answer my question? When was the moment you turned desperate?"

Nyxara was quiet for a while, and when she began to speak, her voice was so low that only Eos’s supernatural senses could hear them.

"Your words are striking, Eos, but you do not see the entire picture. As a child, the thing I craved for the most... was power, and every decision I made from the first moment I crushed a child’s neck and took their food so I did not die of hunger to the time when I betrayed everything I know to become the Primordial of Souls, had all been for one particular purpose, and it was only power. I don’t hate you or love you, Eos, and in the same way, I don’t hate or love my siblings... I simply have no use for those emotions, so I chose not to feel them. Over the years, I have gotten so used to pretending that I felt those things, that sometimes, even I forget that everything in existence are tools for my rise."

She looked up to see Eos’s eyes focused on her. There was no judgment or anger; his gaze was clear, and he listened without bias or fear. The depthless pools in his eyes made Nyxara continue to speak, even when she did not want to, because there was something comforting about his presence.

Nyxara cocked her head to the side, "You were becoming? Don’t tell me you have changed Eos."

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