The Primordial Record novel Chapter 2229

Chapter 2229: Modeling The Tenth Dimension

In the deepest stratum of the oldest Origin Realm, inside a sealed chamber, the small white-haired child was not looking at anything since he was modeling.

There were few things that could wrap up the mind of Rowan like this, and he had placed so much attention on what he was doing that he had not bothered to change his shape or find the energy to cleanse his body, which was filled with the power of End.

He just suppressed this poison in his veins and focused on this elaborate dance in front of him, and everything faded away like dust before the wind.

He had been modeling for a long time, and the modeling had grown more elaborate as he had grown more familiar with the rhythms of the long move, but he had not, in any of the modeling, looked at the players. Rowan was clear about his weakness, and he was not arrogant enough to think he could look upon the face of those entities; no, he was looking at the board and had been doing so for a long time as his modeling became more elaborate.

All of his endless potential was focused on this task, and as Grand Cosmic Eras passed, even he, who had not touched the tenth dimension, under his impossible talent began to notice things over these long stretches of time, and one of the things that he noticed was that the board had a faint texture.

It was at a level beneath the pieces. What this meant was that the board was structured. It was made up of something, and he wanted to understand what that thing was even more than he wanted to understand the game.

Over time, he had noticed that this board was made up of what he called grain, because he saw them as fine particles, countless times smaller than an atom, and not even Primordials could discern their shapes.

The child was not yet at the point of asking what the grain meant. After all this time, he was only at the point of noticing that the grain was there, and so he continued modeling.

As time went by, he began observing the effect of the grain and saw that none of them were deliberate on the substrate of the new Existence.

The effects they had were seemingly small and were not in any direction. The effects were what a sealed chamber’s faint pressure on a dimension produces when the chamber’s occupant is paying patient attention to something for a very long time.

Vraegar, who was the only being in the new Existence aware of the chamber’s existence, sat outside the chamber’s outermost seal and did not enter and did not speak. He had not entered or spoken in a long time. His role was not to interfere; his role was to keep the chamber sealed against everything except the substrate, which he could not seal against and would not have wanted to.

He had become, over the Grand Cosmic Eras, a creature whose entire purpose was the maintenance of one sealed door.

The dragon found, somewhat to his surprise, that he liked the work. In this grand game, he was unknowingly the third player’s keeper, and the third player did not know he was the third player, and Vraegar did not know what the third player was doing or whether the third player would, at some point, do something the keeper would have to act on. He simply kept the door.

It was the assumption that there were two players who could ultimately decide how this game was to be played. After all, from the beginning of time, there had never been a ninth dimensional entity who could touch the substrate of the tenth dimension, not even Eos had been able to do this. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

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