The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1181

Chapter 1181: Light and Darkness

For most mortals living inside this realm, they would hardly come into contact with powers that could shake continents, talkless ones that could end the realm, which Shisu with enough time and no resistance from others could technically wipe out all life from the realm.

Coming into close contact with such a being and with powers like their Primogenitor opened their eyes to the possibility of greatness beyond their wildest imagination.

The understanding of the depths of power within their bloodline and the knowledge that their Primogenitor, the first of their race, could easily dispatch an Ascendant who was so powerful that they could wipe out all existence in the realm in an instant created a sort of mania within them that was almost impossible to describe.

"Cultivate.... Cultivate.... Cultivate.... Every one of us, with the power to crush a realm. Potential unmatched inside our blood."

They were just beginning to settle back into their day-to-day life, only now there was a new focus on unearthing the power of the golden flames in their blood when the entire city rumbled as if an earthquake was ongoing.

A bright golden light appeared over it that resembled a palm. It covered the entire city and it reached down to pick it up, it shone brightly before it vanished, taking the city alongside it, leaving a void that was soon filled with the water from the endless ocean.

It was not long after that the space over the vanished city shook once more and the Chaos Door emerged. His eyes tightened as he scanned through the area noticing that the presence of Rowan had been sensing had vanished, and now it was somewhere else

Labaletai cursed aloud. With the unique nature of Doom Star, far-distance teleportation was nearly impossible unless there was already preparation in place.

With the distance that now separated him and Rowan, this would mean nearly three weeks of intense space crawl that was tiring to this avatar of his, he was not too concerned with the avatar, it was dispensable, but he hated this realm with all his heart, there was something incredibly wrong with it that he could not bring his fingers on.

He just wanted to be done with this job, collect his due, and leave, everything surrounding Rowan was filled with mysteries and danger, and he did not come this far from poking his nose in affairs such as these.

"Well, the job not gonna end if I stand here fingering my ass." the Chaos Door cursed and turned towards the new position he was sensing Rowan.

Labaletai pierced through space and as he traveled his mind began to wander, and it felt that it was moments like these that made him wonder why he did this work. Did he not have enough riches to settle into a life of depravity for countless Minor Eras? Why was he sticking his head into places clearly forbidden?

The eyes he saw that fateful day in that dead universe jolted his consciousness. 'Rowan' he wondered, 'What sort of a monster are you? How can a being like you be unknown for so long? Why is it that every time I stand beside you, it feels like a dream? Why the fuck am I here working for a monster?!'

He snorted. "Did I have a choice, do any of us? If it is not Chaos, it would be his Firstborns, if it is not them it would be Rowan, if it is not Rowan, it is whatever fuckedup power roaming around in reality. What choice do we have but to become their slaves for all eternity? Wealth? Bahh... all easily taken from me if they wanted to, like trying to hold the wind... I am tired. We are born, we live... we die... slaves."