The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2203

Chapter 2203: The Song of Rowan (1)

Looking through the window into End, they all stepped back except for Prime, because he was the only one who had the power to pass through the window. Vraegar had already led them to it, and he had to open the road.

Prime condensed the power of time on his fingertips, and he touched the window, creating a red dot that spread out and melted the entire window, like a thin sheet of ice meeting flames.

Vraegar saw how easily Prime had made a doorway to this place, and he chuckled self-deprecatingly. Only he knew how much he had paid to open this window, and he had been ready to give up his life if he could just open a small crack, and if Prime had just waited a few million years before coming, he would have done this, hoping that his sacrifice would make the path easier for the next to follow.

Prime did not glance at the others, and he stepped through the way he had just opened, and this step turned out to be one of the strangest thresholds Prime had ever crossed.

It was not a step from one place to another, even though that was what he had just done; instead, passing through the window was a subtraction.

It was a sort of dimensional movement that even he had trouble understanding, but what he was aware of was that something was removed from him as he passed.

However, this removal was not done with violence or malice, but with the inevitability of gravity. Something had to be removed, because what was on the other side could not accommodate the full weight of what he had been on this side.

Even though End had been twisted by the Great One, it was still a thing of rules, and to access its core, a certain price must be paid.

What End took from Prime was certainty.

He felt it go as he crossed, felt the fifth layer of his Origin, the bright, whole, newly-born Aeternitas that had been singing in his bones since the moment of her birth, go dim.

She was not gone, but her light had been dimmed, in the way a flame dimmed when you moved it into a room with less air.

The new lifeform was still there. She was just quieter here, because here was a place that did not believe in completion.

The other layers adjusted. Kronos drew closer to him, the weight of his armor suddenly reassuring in a way it had not needed to be in the Tower. Kairos gathered her robes. Aevum and Aeon moved to either side of him, flanking him not from protocol but from something much older and simpler.

They appeared like phantoms around Prime before they vanished, but they had ensured that the others following him would not pay the full price of what he had paid.

He could recover due to his nature as a bloodline Avatar of Eos, but for others, it was not necessarily the case.

Fury, Circe, and Victorious Genesis crossed behind him, and Prime felt the moment each of them was lessened by the crossing. Fury’s phoenix light, which had been a constant high-frequency thrum in the space around him, went muted. Circe’s immortality, which Prime had always been able to sense as a faint shimmer of probability around her, contracted inward, and Victorious Genesis, whose nature Prime had never fully understood and who had always felt, to him, like a room with too many doors, simplified.

In End, Victorious Genesis was just a man, and although it would scare any other Primordial, he seemed to be enjoying it, as he looked at his mortal body with glee.

Vraegar crossed last, and Prime watched what End did to him.

It did nothing.

The dragon came through unchanged. Whatever End took from entrants, it had already taken from Vraegar even before he crossed.

Prime understood, then, why it had taken Vraegar millions of Cosmic Eras to reach this place, which could also be seen as a price, because only the truly worthy would sacrifice everything for their goals, no matter how small they were.

"Keep moving," Vraegar said quietly. "End does not attack. It does not need to. It simply wears down what you believe about yourself. The longer you stand still, the more of you it will take."

"How do we find him?" Circe asked.

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