The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2120

Chapter 2120: The War At The Dawn of Ending (3)

Everything they were learning did not seem like knowledge that a Primordial was supposed to know, and yet, it seemed to them that this was the crowning point of their travels to the farthest reaches of time... almost as if the knowledge they were acquiring here was the reason they were born in the first place.

Memorizing three of the true names for these unfathomable beings was beyond what any of them could presently handle, but they had been working together for an impossible length of time, and their cooperation had gone beyond what any Primordial group in the past had been able to grasp, and now they could fuse their Origin into a state where the sum of its parts was greater than they could ever anticipate.

This was the unknown path that these three Primordials had found to breach the fifth layer of their Origin, but they were always unconsciously rejecting this path. If they were to follow this path to the end, the three Primordials would ultimately fuse to become one individual, and a new Origin Force would be born that would lead straight to its fifth layer.

Even though it was not spoken aloud, they all knew that they would all strive to work on their Origin Force, hoping to push it towards the fifth layer, but if the war begins, then the three of them would push any individuality aside, and fuse together to create the second fifth layer Origin Entity... only a power like this would be able to help Eos fight for Existence.

Now, in order for them to be able to record the names of these individuals, they unhesitatingly began a preliminary fusion of their Origin Forces. It was not a permanent step, but what any of them could not do apart, they would be able to accomplish together.

Their bodies fused together in a flash of prsimatic light, but the true complex fusion of Origin was a process that was mostly silent and obscure, and while this fusion did not create a singel central shape, as the three Primordials now resembled a mass of glowing ooze, their consciousness had multiplied almost exponentially in strength and they were able to peer through the weight of the massive presence in front of them to understand their nature.

It was weird that these three Primordials never remembered what it was like when they fused together after they had separated, and the memory only returned when they performed a fusion. Almost as if the secrets of the fifth layer of Origin were hidden away from them in their unaltered state.

Nevertheless, with the power gained from this half-fusion, the true name of the fourth presence was recorded,

«QA-DUM BA-ŠA-KIN... GAN-ZU ŠA LA IŠ-ŠA-KAN.

GAN-UM la e-pe-ri... la ti-ti...

ba-ḫu-lu-um QA-BU-UM-ḫūšu ša la i-ba-šu.

ḪŪL-UM-MU te-nu-uḫ

ZI-IG KŪL-RA.»

"The One Who Tends the Garden of Unborn Possibilities, whose garden was not planted in soil but in the fertile darkness of what-might-never-be."

They were able to hold the fourth name inside them with relative ease, and they pushed for the fifth name, which grudgingly gave up its secrets to their gaze.

«QA-DUM BA-ŠA-ME’-UM... ŠA ŠI-GI ŠA MA-WU-TU KÙK-KA-BU.

UZ-NU-UM la ḫa-ša-šu... la er-ṣe-ti...

ba-ḫu-lu-um QA-LA-MU kosmiku-šīlaḫ.

ḪŪL-UM ra-ḫi-mu ba-ḫar-ra.»

"The One Who Listens to the Screams of Dead Stars, whose ears were made of cosmic silence and whose compassion had long since been burned away by the cries it had absorbed."

Five names were pushing the boundaries of what they could hold by their temporary fusion, and there was a chance they might become permanently fused as one if they continued to record more of these names, but they took the plunge after a brief moment of hesitation, and slowly but surely, the sixth and final true name fell into their possession.

«QA-DUM BA-ḪATAM... ŠA DA-LA-PU ENU AḪAR-RU.

"You will close my eye. But you cannot close what my eye has seen."

Their final sight was to see Eos beginning to expand into an orb of silver flames that swallowed all of Existence, and they were snapped into the present.

TEN THOUSAND ORIGIN REALM (Present Day)

At the start of this experiment, nearly thirty million years ago, Prime had been a healthy bloodline avatar of the Grand Creator Eos, and his powers seemed invincible to Serene Ascension, who could not see any limits to his powers.

Having a direct channel to Eos powers gave Prime the sort of abilities that Primordials would dream to have, and among these abilities was his nigh infinite energy stores.

On his own, Prime could channel an incredible amount of power and had nearly endless stores of power to pull from his infinite incarnations of time, but if he chose to connect himself to Eos to draw out power from his father, then he would be virtually unstoppable in terms of energy capacity.

However, with the character of Prime, he would rather kill himself than leech out any of Eos’s energy, even though Eos would not see sharing his energy with his bloodline avatars to be an issue; he had the greatest storehouse of energy in Existence as he knew it, and his baselines would only grow when he reached the ninth-dimensional level.

Prime’s pride would not allow him to become a dependent, and so this led to the present situation where Prime, who once had the appearance of a handsome young man with the endlessness of time in his eyes, had shrunken in the pale shadow of a man.

His right eyes still glowed with purple light; however, his left eyes were a void that resembled a spinning black hole as it sucked in everything around him and into a location deep in his eyes.

This black hole was draining all of Prime’s strength, and he had been fighting to keep up with the drain.

What the three Primordials cast into the future would not know was that anytime they fused, their combined weight of existence that had touched the fifth layer of an unknown Origin Force was so heavy that Prime, who had still not found his fifth layer, had to endure all of that stain.

And as if that was not bad enough, they also began collecting the true names of those unknown beings in the future whose weight could not even be calculated, and Prime, being the foundation of the road they were walking on, was being crushed to death.