The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1265

Chapter 1265: Ninth Reflection

Rowan looked around him, and everything was dead, and the only two beings that were moving yet were only a few moments from death were him and... the sprite.

He staggered backward, and his only remaining functional hand reached across the distance and held her small body that like him had been broken. This should not have happened, with his control over this space, even when in battle it would be a minor thing to protect this sprite, but Oblivion had struck, and for a while, he had forgotten her presence in its entirety, until now.

She gasped her last breath, big green eyes filled with confusion for her talent was supposed to make her ridiculously hard to die, but the wounds inflicted by the Primordial Keepers could not simply be healed by the talent of a mere sprite, no matter how powerful that talent may be.

In his palm, the pain and confusion in her eyes subsided and what took its place was a kind of peace that was almost impossible to describe, _{freeweɓnovēl.coɱ}

"Ancient One, are you... going to call me by my name?"

Her voice was a whisper, but he could hear it clearly,

Rowan replied with his consciousness, his body too broken for even speech, "I do not know them,"

The sprite smiled weakly, "No, you do..."

"I...I..."

Rowan wanted to deny this claim but then something strange happened, the soul flame at this moment completely merged with Rowan, and his Will of Time became complete.

He went still as his memories, gathered from all over time began to merge, a billion trillion thoughts and events flashing together and being merged into a singular whole that finally revealed the entire truth of his existence and the great plan that he had been making behind the scenes, and his extremely grand ambitions.

"So, this was what I have been planning all these while..."

Rowan muttered to himself in rapt fascination, his impending death, nothing but a side note.

He looked down at the sprite and the unexpected tiny angelic wings she carried behind her and knew that these wings were those of the Archangel that he had set aside to protect her. A million years in the past/future, his ninth Reflection would leave the universe and traverse on the frozen road, and he would come across a miracle, it was a bluegrass whose presence should have lasted for an extremely brief moment but his ninth Reflection had used a Thousand Year Wish to preserve the life of this grass, and for thousands of years they had stayed together.

When he was about to leave he left two Archangels behind to protect the bluegrass despite the fact that the budding grass wanted nothing but to follow him, but after the ninth Reflection became trapped inside Doom Star for longer than he had expected, the blue grass had forcefully pulled herself away from the frozen road, but because she was integrated too deeply with the frozen road, she could not uproot herself without leaving the majority of her roots behind.

Cutting herself from her roots left her with a mortal injury, and she might not have lived for a few centuries more before she perished but the Archangels Rowan left to protect her chose to merge with the blue grass after her lifespan had almost run out, giving her their essence and wings, making her immortality talent to erupt.

The connection she had with Rowan had led her into the great darkness where her kind nature had caused her to fall into a dreadful trap with a certain extradimensional race in the nothingness and she had suffered for an unknown number of years before by chance Rowan had come across her and wiped out the race, freeing her from the endless torment of being their food.

With the infinite vastness of the nothingness, it would have been impossible for Rowan to have come across her, if not for his bloodline that controlled wishes and desire.