The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1255

Chapter 1255: Keeping Their Memories Alive

Rowan knew that he was about to embark on a major event so he made sure that his entire dimension entered a state of dormancy, except for the 9,072 Powers, and other special figures that needed to be awake even while he was dead, the rest of his dimension had fallen into slumber.

With his control over his dimension, the inhabitants would never know that a period of time in their lives had been interrupted, and if everything went according to plan, it would simply be like they went to sleep and when they awoken nothing had changed, except for the most perceptive among them, who would notice certain discrepancies, everything would be as it always was, yet everything would have changed.

He did not summon the Powers outside, their presence would destabilize this vanishing dimension, and he was going to be creating Cherubims, these were Angels that he expected to control the power of Wills, and their powers would shake all of creation. Before the trap would hold all his prey, he would not be revealing their presence at all, they were to be his weapons to butcher the Primordial Keepers.

Rowan closed his eyes and emptied his consciousness, and for someone who possessed such a vast amount of consciousness power, you would expect that this process would take a long time, but it happened in an instant.

The light of the red suns of the Powers filled his dimension, burning away all the aches he was feeling deep in his bones, and giving him the illusion that he had recovered to his peak and beyond.

This was only an illusion because Rowan willed it to be so, he needed to be weak to allow his plans to fall through. This was a problem with a being like him, when dying needed to be planned ahead, because of how difficult it was for him to die in the hands of those that were stronger than him, yet did not possess an overwhelming advantage over him.

The red Sun of Penalty of the newly birthed Power was slowly expanding under the nourishment from his Sea of Ambrosia and the light of its fellow Powers. The massive animalistic bodies of the Powers, filled with strength, began to slowly move in an enchanting pattern, their movements following rules that would break the minds of any mortal and most immortal as they prepared for the birth of a Cherubim.

Their movements were leaving faint traces in space as a mysterious and massive formation was being created. These traces were carved into his dimension and then touched others that he could not deduce at a glance, reaching beyond time and space to create a complex pattern of light and something else.

The higher ranking of the Angelic order became more mysterious in their operation, and until the moment Rowan was about to begin their elevation, even he was not aware of all the changes that might happen, and this mysterious pattern that the Powers with their movements were making was unexpected.

Decades passed and the movements of the Powers did not cease, neither fast nor slow but incredibly steady, they weaved one of the most complex formations that Rowan had ever seen and when it was completed there were no signs, except that all the Powers suddenly stopped.

Frozen in motion, the Powers slowly returned to a standing position as if they did not want to make any excessive moves that could destabilize this formation.

The position they chose to stay in was special because they were the nodes of this massive formation.

Rowan's eyes opened and he sighed as he looked at all these Powers, although he had not been focused on their personal development, he had watched them for hundreds of millions of years, and the connection that he had created with them was deep.

He had followed them along through countless adventures, he had watched them battle, live, laugh, and although rare, Powers too could sing, and their songs whenever he had the chance to hear them, left him in wonderment.

Despite all of this, Rowan knew that every fragment was unique, with their own character and motivations, and every newly born higher-ranking Angel could only be created because of the sacrifices of those who came before them. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}