The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2222

Chapter 2222: The Cancellation

Eos folded his hands on the table, and he looked directly into the shrouded space where the Painter’s eyes would have been if the Painter had permitted itself to be seen.

"Because the first Existence’s beings asked the same question," he said. "And you broke them for it. And every Existence since has been built around the constraint of preventing them from ever asking it again. And I have decided that the next Existence, the one that will follow this game, whoever wins it, will be one in which the question is permitted to be asked. By a child, a stream, a world, in any world, in every world."

"Because the beings on the floor have a right to know that there is someone in the stands. And because if you destroy this Existence to prevent that knowledge, then I will rebuild it, and you will destroy it again, and I will rebuild it, and so on, until either you finally stop or the dimension itself decides that your prevention is the thing that needs to be removed from the geometry of purpose. And I am willing to wait that long. I have arrived, and I have nowhere to be."

The Painter did not answer for a very long time. This being had possessed a great amount of control at the start of this game, and now that control slipped for a moment before it regained it.

Perhaps he had made a mistake by pushing forward such a drastic move so early, but Eos always believed in shaking the mindset of his opponents and making moves that they were not aware of.

After the Painter ended the first Existence because they were aware of it, from that moment, it had never revealed itself to any life, even the Luminious only knew this creature as the Great One, and even Eos, referring to it as the Painter, was not its real name.

Even though it told Eos that it restricted all Existence from knowing of its presence because it ruined the fun for it, Eos thought that there must be more behind this action.

He refused to believe that the Painter suppressed its presence for this alone, and this move that he made was to force the Painter to either reveal itself or take an action that it had never done before.

Any way this played out would still profit him in the end.

Eos did not wait long for the Painter to respond, and it did this with a gesture.

It reached out, with one shrouded hand, and on the board it lifted a piece, and it set the piece down with a small, definite click that echoed across the Grand Void and was heard, faintly, in every world on every branch of the Origin Tree.

The piece it had moved was a piece no one had known was on the board.

Eos’s eyes lit up, as this move alone had exposed one of the most hidden hands of the Painter.

The board was rigged!

Eos knew this, the Painter also knew it, but the challenge here was that these loopholes were hidden in plain sight, and if Eos could not find them, then it was his problem.

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