Rowan took a step into it, and the total understanding of this layer became his. He touched this layer of light, and his entire Origin Core underwent transubstantiation.
This meant that Rowan ceased to become a wielder of light and to become light, in the most fundamental sense.
For him now, this is the end of all journeys into radiance, and the beginning of something that has no name.
Inside the core of his Origin, where there should be nothing but light, Rowan saw a spot that was almost solid, and immediately, he felt an ache in his soul that almost made him doubt himself.
He slowly walked towards this unknown inside his core, and he heard music, and breathing, and as he came closer, this unknown resolved itself into a flame... a burning silver flame.
Rowan gasped and muttered, "It cannot be."
There were a few things that caused him to feel overwhelmed, and seeing this silver flame inside of his Origin Core at the fifth layer of Light caused him to doubt his sight for a moment.
Rowan reached for the flame, and his smallest finger shook a tiny amount. He touched the silver flame, and before his eyes, it transformed into a sleeping boy, with bright white hair, red cheeks and lips, and even while sleeping, the child pushed his face closer to Rowan’s hand.
Rowan gasped, "I understand... I cannot die until it is done."
At the moment, his Origin Core shuddered, flexed, and expanded until it filled up his entire body.
The body of Primordial Light shattered and was replaced by his Origin Core, but this happened so fast that no one here was aware of this transformation, although all of the Incarnations could tell what had just happened because of the connection they all shared.
What just happened was that the body of an Incarnation was too weak to hold the fifth layer of Origin, and so at the moment Primordial Light passed through the doorway of the fifth layer of Origin, his body was gone, and this Origin Force and Essence would begin to disperse.
It meant he barely had a short time to keep his Origin together, and originally Rowan was going to slow down Luminious Silence as much as possible, allowing the rest of the Incarnation to move on, but he could no longer die.
He had too much to protect.
Primordial Space created the Origin Realms when he reached the fifth layer, which was a miracle, but it would not happen every time; there was a possibility that this miracle would happen or it would not happen.
Lost, one of the first of his children, had returned to him after he had given his all to grant Rowan victory.
Origin had given him a blessing, and who was he to spit in the face of such a blessing?
No child should have to die before their father, and Rowan would not allow this to happen... not again.

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