The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1020

Chapter 1020 Remember Who You Are

There were no thoughts in this place except his own, and that one was slow, like the movements of a mountain. It took a while for him to recognize himself, but his awareness was limited, almost like that of a baby.

Nothing else could exist here, it almost seemed impossible for such a thing to happen, there was only darkness and the solace of it. Its warm embrace kept him… content.

That was the only word he could find for it, it was a state of being where nothing mattered and he could remain like this, unchanging, silent… dead. Something told him that this was his natural state, the way things were supposed to be.

Yet his contentment never lasted for long. A nagging voice, or maybe just a simple thought, or an idea, drew him away from his contentment.

However, the nagging thought did not take long before it dissipated, and the first few times he noticed it, he had forgotten about the thought, it took a while for him to finally acknowledge that there was something disturbing his peace, but he was left alone in his contentment, and thus he was satisfied to remain in this manner.

It did not seem like such a long time would pass however and the thought would return, it always faded away, and then silence… peace…nothingness, this is how it should be, nothing should be here but silence and peace…

I have earned this rest…

No, you have earned nothing! Your life is not yours alone!!!

'What was that?'

A troubling thought had flashed through his mind like lightning, but with the speed of his thought process, it was impossible to know what it was. The only thing that he could recollect properly was the intrusive thought that returned every now and then, and it did not fail. It returned and it left, leaving contentment, silence, peace…

The thought returned… the thought returned… the thought returned…

Stand up, weakling!!! How much more of this can I bear… You disgust me! Say your True Name and Rise!

At first, he was content in waiting for the thought to pass away, it always did, and although its return was always irritating, it ultimately did not linger for long. However, it did not take long for him to discover that it was not his imagination, but an underlying fact that every time the thought went away, it returned louder. The sanctity inside his darkness was broken.

Remember…. Remember damn you. How can it be so easy to give up your duty? No matter how much it hurts, have you forgotten all who have sacrificed and have been sacrificed… by your hand, for you to be here?

He could no longer ignore it, even inside the haze of contentment that the darkness brought him, he could not help but anticipate the thought that would inevitably return, and return much louder than before.

We do not surrender, not unless it is on our terms!

This inevitably corrupted his peace and contentment, for he could no longer rest, he could no longer leave the pain.