The Primordial Record novel Chapter 314

Chapter 314 The Gods of Trion

The hovering daggers began to melt, the diamond like material of its makeup started to morph into shining bones, and the scented mist created flesh, blood, hair, even clothes and armor. In a single breath, seven deities manifested themselves in the flesh.

At first, they were all genderless, and in the upcoming moments, distinctive features began appearing on their bodies as the scented mist created by the many deaths of the children of Elysium went to work. Hair of different shades, length and textures, masculine and feminine bodies, and outstanding armor and clothing covering them, and the gods of Trion walked the earth once more.

Their arrival brought with it no fanfare, no parade of lights or sounds, just seven figures hovering quietly in the air with eyes closed, as the Aether in the entire valley of Elysium streamed silently into their bodies.

The Aether brought information about all that has been happening inside the Empire for the last 956,000 years—This was when the gods last walked the grounds of the Empire, or as many would know, the end of the Great War.

Of course the Great War has not ended, and the endless battle ongoing on the planet for all these millennia never ceased for a single moment, but only the fight between gods were deemed to be true war, the rest were just minor skirmishes, for it did not matter the scale of the battle and the number of combatants, before the might of the gods, everything else were nothing.

This was the true reality of the universe; Power was the true currency and everything else was meaningless.

Countless heroes and great acts of sacrifices happened every single day on a battlefield that covered millions of miles, but to the Universe, all those cries and stories could as well be silence, in the deep memories of the universe, it was all meaningless… too small, only the gods were large enough to leave a mark.

So when the gods left, officially the war was over for a time, but it would seem that was about to change.

Every Emperor and Empress since the last battle of the gods would return to the valley of Elysium, and the sum total of their reign and experience, all their knowledge about the Empire during their rule would be placed inside Elysium as their final act of service before ascension into the Divine Kingdom of their Primogenitors as royalty.

956,000 years of history were steeped into this valley and the gods silently consumed all of it, for while mortals and Dominators would love the idea of an ever watchful god, the truth was that the affair of the Empire was not of great importance to the gods, what they required was to be given what they were owed at the given time.

Each god has his or her specific needs, and once it was met by their subjects, then the affair of the Empire was left to their mortal descendants to do as they pleased.

It was this hidden balance that the gods always tried to maintain, and it was the chief reason why they would never allow their names to be besmirched, after all such powers were the envy of the universe, and the gods of Trion were unique in all the universes because of this trait. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}