Rowan poured almost a hundred percent of his Origin into his right hand, as his body tore through space, slowly reaching out towards the blade with his hand, aware that the barrier above was only a few miles away.
A few miles was near instant with the speed of Rowan and this blade light, but to him, this instant was stretched to hours... years.
"Reach.... Reach.... Reach!!" he screamed inside of him, and finally, at the moment the tip of his finger touched underneath the blade light, the edge of the blade touched the shield.
Rowan, Primordial Light barely heard the beginning of a massive blast and an explosion of light before he blacked out for a moment, but a few moments later, he regained his consciousness and found himself buried deep inside one of the Origin Realms.
For a Primordial to black out meant that their Origin had been severely damaged, and if this were any other Primordial, they would have perished, but he was able to hold the fragments of his shattered Origin together and stopped it from slipping into the cold hands of End.
Rowan was able to watch what had happened a moment before through the consciousness he shared with the other Incarnations. A massive sun was shining above; it was the result of the blade detonating as it touched the shield... he had failed.
For an area that stretched for more than a billion light-years, a massive hole had been made in the barrier, and Rowan could only stagger to his feet and find his way from the lower dimensions of this Origin Realm to outside, where a major war awaited him.
Although Rowan may have failed to stop the blade from reaching the shield, his actions ensured that the blade light that would have sliced the entirety of the shield in two was only able to tear a relatively small hole through it.
Rowan emerged to the highest dimension of the Origin Realms, and he looked above him at the blazing light.
The combination of his power and the strange force within the blade had created a sun that was so hot it would vaporize Primordial-level beings, and it was the only thing stopping the flood of abominations from entering the Origin Realms.
However, this grace period was short as the horde poured themselves into the furnace, and as more of them perished, the heat from the sub began to diminish.
In a few hours, it would vanish, and they would have free rein to enter the Origin Realms. However, as terrifying as that would be, it was nothing to the hidden dangers inside the Origin Realms... the blade light had emerged from the Origin Realm of Serene Ascension, and Rowan, alongside the other Incarnation, began to gather around the realm.
Before the descent of the horde above, they had to take care of this threat, or more disruptions could be caused.
As the Incarnations headed towards the Realm of Serene Ascension, the Primordials began to shift their defenses towards the area of the breach.


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