'The Gate of Oblivion, holds the Primordial of Soul?'
If Rowan could he would be slapping the Eye with annoyance, he did not know how many more mind-blowing revelations he could take in such a short period of time, but he understood that he was before a presence who had been here from the beginning of everything and it would be strange if it could not shed light on the forgotten secrets of the past.
Rowan had always wondered about the roots of Soul Origin, or why Supreme Worlds, even Primordial Worlds, would link their dimensions to the Great Darkness and spread their bloodlines into the lesser realm. Now he knew it was not a matter of choice but of necessity. With the knowledge of the soul, he knew that those of immortals were flawless and singular, almost impossible to be split, and those of mortals were filled with lights of various colors that could merge and bring out something new. Yet he knew that what he understood of the soul was just one part of the equation, the knowledge that the true well of soul dwelled in the mortal realm was the other end that sealed the equation.
Chaos was Reality, and he had chained Soul underneath him, and with a method that was unknown, the essence of Soul was being bled out into reality to create life.
Elura, his mother despite all her powers, had to create a mirror of herself to go into the lower dimension so she could conceive. Every Supreme World he knew fought and protected the third-dimensional universe, and now he understood the reason, and one of the things that had baffled him about the soul for so long was answered.
There was a pattern here that Rowan felt he was about to grasp, a reason that went beyond what the Eye of Time had said about the finite powers of the Primordials, Rowan felt that reason was not enough for everything they had done.
The plans of the Primordials were ingenious, but he still knew he did not know the full picture yet to create a workable hypothesis, and this lack of knowledge made his teeth itch.
From the Soul to Space, to Time, there was a clear path here that was being created. For what reason, he did not know, and Rowan could not help but agitate for this loss, knowing this answer would lead him a step closer to the truth.
The regret he was feeling for losing control of the Eye of Time was immeasurable. If he had been able to contain and consume the Eye then the wealth of knowledge and power he would have gained would simply be incalculable. Well, it was not as if he did not previously know this to be the case.
Hell, he had sacrificed reading the souls of all the Shadows so he could contain the Eye knowing the benefits he would gain would be greater than knowing whatever truths the Shadows knew about the past. His gamble had failed, but he did not regret the attempt.
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What the Eye of Time had just said was especially important to Rowan because he remembered the past when he was struggling to attain the rank of Legend and he was a mere mortal on the precipice of death.
He had been pushing against the bloodline gates to excavate the power behind his Ouroboros bloodline, and he would have failed to gain something substantial as his bloodline talent if not for the fact that he had unleashed his authority over the Domain of Souls, which was the Soul essence he controlled in the form of Soul points.
If he looked back at his life with careful consideration, it was at this moment that everything began to change for him. The talent he had harvested here on that day was what ultimately led him to break out of the control of the Third Prince.
It was at that moment that his power multiplied, and he gained strength not from the Ouroboros Serpent itself, but from something greater, Chaos, a Primordial, and the Chaos World Engines were born. If only he knew the significance of such a thing then, he wondered if The would have still gone for it.
At that time, this power was so great that Rowan had to climb to multiple higher States of Change for him to be able to unleash this power in its entirety. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
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