The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2110

Chapter 2110: In Another Life... I Would Have Served You

Nyxara may have been expecting a different response from Eos, but what he did shocked her. He simply raised the Destroyer, which had a peculiar silver light running across its edges that gave Nyxara pause, and he spoke slowly. "Hide, or die with them."

For a long, tense moment, she held his gaze, and only her trembling wings were a sign that she was barely containing her fury. Then, with a snarl that echoed like tearing souls, she folded her wings and melted into the shadows of the Hollow. Her presence vanished as she used soul-threads to weave her presence into invisibility, and even though Eos could no longer sense her presence, he could still feel her hunger like a coiled serpent waiting to strike on the back of his neck.

He smiled inside his head and knew that it was time to truly test how much Nyxara could hold back before she broke, and he slowly turned to the Beast.

The eyes of the deer met his own, and they were pleading and broken, and Eos walked up to it and knelt before he placed a hand on its brow very gently, and a small whimper emerged from the Beast, but it could not make any more sound.

"You were a monster," he whispered to the frightened creature. "But monsters have their uses."

He continued patting the head of Death, and slowly the Beast relaxed, because it could see in Eos’s eyes that there was no pleasure in its ending; in fact, the Beast could see pain inside them.

Inside the Origin Realms, Eos had not banished the concept of Death because he knew of its importance as a state of transition for mortals, pushing them to reach for something that was higher than themselves.

The fear in the eyes of the Beast vanished, and a thought echoed in the air, "In another life... I think, I would have served you."

Eos did not acknowledge this message; the time for regret was past, but he would keep the Beast’s final words. With a swift, merciless motion, Eos drove the Destroyer into the Beast’s chest.

The blade pierced clean through fur, flesh, and the core of harvested endings. The Beast’s body arched in silent agony, since its mouth was nailed shut by the earlier shard of the Destroyer; no scream could escape.

Its form convulsed, leaking Origin Force, exploding outward in a shockwave that cracked the hollow’s walls. Black and red blood sprayed in arcs, splattering Eos’s face and chest. The silver light from the Destroyer flooded into the wound, refusing the Beast’s existence, unraveling its stolen Deaths from the inside out.

The Beast thrashed as its antlers scraped stone, and its hooves kicked furrows in the ground. One final sigh emerged from its dying form as the pain of unraveling swept through its massive consciousness in such great floods that no mortal could comprehend. This pain caused a storm of Origin that swept through the entirety of the Hollow, hiding it in darkness as a frozen rain and green fires began to fall from the heavens of the Hollow.

A crack echoed across space as the Beast’s eye dimmed and its body slumped, leaking power in great, pulsing waves that spread across the Hollow. It was a dying emanation so potent it would feel like a cosmic wound to every higher being, but Eos had already gathered the cry in his hand like coiled smoke of glass, and he crushed it.

The trap was sprung, and there was no need to attract the attention of beings that should not be here. The death of the Beast had signified a new Chapter in this war, and he knew at this point that the Agreement between him and Nyxara was over, as the Ancient Primordial would do everything in her power to ensure that she killed him.

㉫

However, inside his eyes was confusion because although he could see that the dying emanations of the Beast, the arrangement inside of it was still in place and had not been disrupted. ’What is happening here?’ 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify