The Primordial Record novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195 The Approaching Storm (2)

He was right. But what happened next was beyond what he was expecting. Although he could not say how the heads of his family conducted their matters, he was surprised that his Ancestor had formed an alliance with the Ancestor of the Kuranes family.

How that came to be, he really had no idea, and the plans they came up with were ridiculous according to what Augustus knew.

They did not just hunt for Rowan in secret. No, it was the opposite, they gave out a high bounty on his head and whipped up the entire Empire to hunt for him. This was crazy!

To anyone else this might be the correct step to take, but Augustus smelled a conspiracy. Rowan had the power to break out of the Bloodline Shackles imposed by the gods! The man could control a Singularity, he had the key to destabilize millennia of control by the gods, and that was not just the only thing he was capable of.

Such a secret was worth hoarding and only used for your advantage, it was common sense not to let it loose, so it should not enter the hands of someone lucky or reach the ears of your enemies.

Augustus had screamed in rage and disbelief when he heard of the bounty on Rowan, anytime he thought about his bloodline, which was so powerful Augustus could not wrap his head around it, he became struck between fear and lust.

He knew his Ancestor must have an idea what sort of bloodline flowed in the veins of that man. Because he had given them the only remnant that Rowan left behind.

Augustus still remembered that Absomet was quiet in shock, and he was sure the reason he was allowed to live after betraying his family was because he had retrieved the fallen scales left behind by those dragons, that Rowan had discarded like trash.

So with all this evidence of Rowan's uniqueness, why this public hunt?

Augustus had survived for long when he should have died many times over because he had a good instinct at identifying patterns and preserving his life.

For the past month that instinct had been telling him to run, for the pattern he was seeing was not right. He was missing relevant information that may be detrimental to his well-being if he did not do something soon.

He had begun making preparations but when he was given a guard in front of his office (his glorified jail cell) he began accelerating his plans.

Augustus had been placed in a War Tower at the edge of the family's Domain, and had been commanded to wait for further instructions.

He had been promised a new body with a powerful Tiberius bloodline potency for his contribution. Yet, he could no longer wait for such compensation because the instinct that had guided him for so long was telling him, what waited for him was not a clear road to Dominion but the reaper's scythe.

They had begun making plans without any of his contribution, and as far as he knew they no longer valued him, his bloodline was lost, and his position stripped away, promises meant nothing with no tangible benefits given.

Absomet that unholy bi+ch, had brought him nothing but loss and disdain, and he was not foolish enough not to realize that when the Rune ship talked about torturing and killing him that she did not mean it metaphorically.

Absomet would be delighted to kill him, and she would do so very slowly and painfully. Augustus had tortured countless people, and he would rather not be at the other end of the knife.

He had seen the route to become great at the end of his life, and to see that path laid out before you, yet being too weak to walk it was a source of torture beyond reasoning. _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}