Kronos, Kairos, Aevum, and Aeon... these were the four layers of Time that Chronomancer Prime had mastered.
However, unlike most Primordials that conquered their Origin Layers to gain mastery over it, Prime had taken a different route as he gave life to all of his Origin Layers, imitating the creation prowess of his father.
This distinction had aided him in defending against the assault of Luminious Silence for a long time because, unlike most Primordials who would have been helpless against the corruptive power of the Luminious, his Origin Layers could actively defend themselves; they could even flee and hide from the gaze of the Luminious.
Even when Luminious Silence threatened to break his mind, Prime was not too worried that he would be dominated because if his Origin Layers saw that he could no longer hold on, they could erase themselves, and this was something that no Primordial could claim to have.
Reaching the fourth layer of Time had been easy for Prime, due to the fact that he was the bloodline Avatar of the Great Eos, and he even made the process to be much harder when he animated his origin layers, but the fifth dimension of time was not so easily breached.
The instant he merged with this orb, everything the Primordials had seen and experienced rushed into his mind, even those they were not aware of.
Prime began to hyperventilate, as cracks began to fill his skin, he would have shattered to pieces in the next few seconds if not for the Incarnations around him suddenly blazing with light as they reached the fifth layer of their Origin, and instead of trying to preserve their life, they poured all of their essence into Prime.
One by one, they all faded away until there was no one left with Prime, but his body was now billions of times stronger than it was before, and this strength was only growing.
It was at this moment that Prime truly understood the power of Eosβs flesh and spirit, which enabled him to perform so many of these miracles without flinching or showing signs of the power needed to hold all of this weight.
His Origin began to grow, and without the fear that his body would be torn to pieces, he could fully focus on what he needed to do, and the more that Prime learned about the future, he soon began to realize that the Future was not the fifth layer of Time; that was just a small part of it.
For any other Primordial, reaching the fifth layer of their Origin would be enough, but Prime had to go a step further to give this layer of Origin a life of its own.
It was not easy, but after doing this four times, Prime knew that the best time for it would be the moment that he began building the layer.
"Prove that you are the son of Eos, and all the Incarnations who gave their priceless life so you could thrive."
Prime muttered to himself as he began walking in a path that not even his omnipotent father had tread upon.
At the first four layers, getting an Origin Layer that had a life of its own was certainly special, but nothing that was earth-shaking; however, all of this was thrown on its head when this power reached the fifth layer.
The foundation that Prime had built was being realized as all of the paths began to converge, to create something truly remarkable.

Knowledge flooded the consciousness of Prime as he knew that with the Absolute Layer of Time, the past, present, and future exist simultaneously as a single perfect motionless whole.
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