The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1245

Chapter 1245: Passion Of The Craft (1)

The word Nemesis almost made the soul flame crumble, and it was with great effort he stayed at the surface of the memory and did not dip its toes deeper into the unfathomable depths

that were Rowan's memories.

Rowan was waking up, and the soul flame in the last moments of its existence had an extremely rare opportunity to glimpse into the mind of this waking titan and understand a bit about his existence.

In Rowan's expansive memories, names would usually come with the understanding of every subject they represented. Like an encyclopedia containing every knowledge in the endless universes, every single word in Rowan's memory had a weight that was unfathomable, and the soul flame had to be careful not to look deeply into the Abyss, at least not so deeply that it was instantaneously wiped out.

All it knew was that there was a sense of great hatred from Rowan towards the ruler of the Great Desert and surprisingly a fair bit of excitement as well. However, it was a shame that it could not learn more because of its qualifications.

It was easy to simply watch him weave.

What the soul flame could glean about the Great Desert was that this was the place where the Memory of every higher dimensional immortal was shackled after their essence and Will had been wiped out.

The Great Desert was linked to every dimension in reality, from the lower three-dimensional reality like the universes, to higher dimensions like Supreme Worlds. Created by the Primordials, Nemesis held the memories of every slain powerhouse from the beginning of time.

The soul flame could guess why the ruler of the Great Desert might have issues with Rowan, after all, the Primordial Keepers were one of its servants.

Without the Great Desert regulating the resurrections of higher dimensional immortals, then they would always be resurrected in the future using their memories, and Nemesis watched over all of reality and plucked the Memories of those higher dimensional immortals from all of time and space when a particular set of conditions were met.

From the beginning of his existence, Rowan was destined to be the antithesis of this place. Even as a mortal, his soul had been able to flee the grasp of death, cross an entire universe, and evade the capture of the Primordial Keepers, and now entering the higher dimension, Rowan was once again going against the interest of Nemesis by the sheer fact that he did not fall under any category under creation.

His existence was a part of reality and yet it was also distinctly separated, and that separation meant that Nemesis had no hold over his Memories. Of course, there was more to the reason for this great hatred between Rowan and Nemesis, but that was everything that the soul flame could learn before it had to simply focus on the last memories it could witness before it faded away.

It knew that this memory was the last thing that Rowan did before he killed himself. There were a million other great things he had been doing in the past, but this was his final act before the great darkness, and this was what the soul flame needed to see.

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