Every word from Primordial Chaos struck Caine like a blow to the skull, for they contained far more information than anything that Caine had ever personally consumed, and he knew that it was because Primordial Chaos was showing him a vision of the past and the future from a Primordial's perspective. Caine saw a drop of blood, blacker than ink, leave the form of a massive entity, which was the body of Primordial Chaos, it flew out of the gates of Oblivion and it traveled at speeds beyond comprehension where it descended on the body of a man, someone he recognized-Rowan.
Surrounded by massive flying serpents that burned with the color of gold, the blood of Primordial Chaos fused with him, and something... changed.
It was in his presence, the way the wind seemed to caress every inch of his skin, blowing his long golden hair around like a tempturous cloud, and the weight of solemnity in his gaze, that made Caine shiver and he realized that even as a mere mortal, he had never known Rowan at all, never seen the true depths of his character. freewebnøvel.coɱ
"He is beautiful, is he not? This bearer of Truth."
Reality shattered around Rowan as the words of Primordial Chaos began to show him more. Caine watched Rowan break away from the Nexus, defeated all the oppositions placed against him, and then he began to witness miracles that made him freeze in awe.
When Rowan had reached the Rift State and a beam of golden light had shot out of his body as he cried out in acknowledgment of his growing might, Primordial Chaos was there, sensing his endless potential rippling across the weaves of space and time.
In the eyes of the Primordial, Rowan's light was still incredibly fragile, but how it burned so bright.
With the eyes of Primordial Chaos, Caine could see more, he could feel more and he understood how glorious was the existence that stood before him.
Then he watched Rowan destroy the universe when he let the flames in his heart burn too bright, and out of the ashes of the destruction, time and space bent towards him, offering him the means to rule them.
Rowan did not seem to even understand the ramifications of his actions, he
simply took control of reality and it obeyed his commands.
'This is madness!"
Primordial Chaos nudged his thoughts away from this vision,
"No, this is the budding of Truth."
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