The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2101

Chapter 2101: The Core of The Matter

Eos did not know the reason, but when he returned to his throne, he fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep was a healing sleep that eased the great stress that his consciousness and body had experienced when he stepped outside of Existence.

In his sleep, the aura that was stolen from him began to quietly return. The ignorant were fearless, and sometimes not knowing the whole truth could be a blessing.

The concept of Immortality was fleeting, and it was directly held in the hands of the painter, but if Eos was aware of this concept, he would have created a thread that linked him and this tenth-dimensional being.

Eos’ state at this moment was so incredibly fragile that if he were aware of this change, this would instantly give the painter the power to touch him.

The painter controlled the power of End, but End was not one of its concepts, but a borrowed one. Immortality, on the other hand, was a tenth-dimensional concept, since it represented the ultimate state of a lifeform.

A state that could exist even at the end of all things. There could only be one painter, since he was the one with the power of Immortality. Everything else, no matter how powerful, was a part of the painting, and they could be erased at any time.

However, there was a rule that guided all concepts, and that was that although only a single individual could master the deeper layers of a concept, others could also claim that concept, but they would not be able to gain a deeper understanding and control of that concept; they would only stay on the base level.

This was the reason the Ancient Primordials could create so many Primordial-level monsters, and why Eos wanted to erase the Ancient system of Primordial advancement, because in that system, there could only ever be 10,008 Primordials with total control over their Origin.

Eos did not know the reason he had gained the aura of immortality, but if he was aware that he had and knew the core of this concept, he would know it was because the owner of the concept must have ascended to a higher level, thereby freeing the base layer for anyone who had the potential of immortality to gain this power.

This was the core of the entire battle laid out at a glance. Countless quadrillions of Cosmic Eras ago, in a time so distant that it no longer had a name and when the concept of time was not even stable, the Painter ascended into a deeper layer of his concept.

The Painter had sat on the Throne of All Things before even Existence existed, and as a perfect being that existed above all, nothing could shake its position, and yet as the Painter became even stronger and more perfect after an inestimable amount of time, it left a space for lower creatures to ascend to its vaunted position.

The tenth dimension would be polluted, but if the painter cut all roads of ascension to the level, and forcefully kept everyone in the ninth-dimensional level, while refining its power over all there was, then the Painter would fulfill a single purpose that was the linchpin of its existence, and that was to master the Eleventh Dimension of Origin!

Eos did not know the true face of the battle that he was about to enter, but he was slowly getting to that point.

The board had been set, and there could only be convergence.

While it was true that Eos did not understand the nature of the Painter or the true scale of this battle, he was perceptive enough to notice that the painting of Existence was growing.

End was a force of erasure, and for that reason, it could not grow; it was the basis for the ending of the first Existence, and so although its depth could be deepened as it erased newer Existence, its form was fixed.

Eos had been able to see all of this at a glance, and although he was not aware of the Painter’s goal, he was intuitive enough to know that the most important thing he could do was to preserve Existence until the point where the power of End was no longer a threat. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

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