The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1022

Chapter 1022: Pushing Through The Darkness

With his senses trapped inside this mortal flesh, Rowan could not truly ascertain what was happening outside, but he was not focused on knowing what was happening outside, for he finally had time to breathe without the fear of being crushed in the next second.

Although he was in the stomach of a beast, this was the least danger he was in since he had awakened. He was not out of the woods yet, death was at his doorstep, and what held it back was a flimsy door with a broken lock, only a slight breeze would crush the door.

Rowan closed his eyes and tried to shut out the world. He tried not to think about the fact that he had another chance at life.

He should not be alive. The weapon that killed him was a Primordial weapon, and although Rowan suspected that the unique nature of his soul might have kept a part of him alive, the only reason he could imagine for his survival was that his killer could not control this weapon effectively.

That mad creature had somehow gotten his hands on a Primordial Weapon, but it had used one of the most powerful weapons in existence as a glorified spear; he had not even activated any of its powers.

Perhaps he might have thought that Rowan was not deserving of such considerations, or like he suspected, that creature was the Will of the World, but its consciousness had been fractured into many pieces, and if at its full power, he was equal to an eighth-dimensional entity, he would be able to squash old man seed like a bug.

Although Rowan understood this clearly, a part of him was still annoyed that he was killed with such a method.

It was like using a nuclear missile as a hammer in order to kill an ant. The ant would be crushed to pieces, true, but the effect was drastically different than exploding the nuke directly on the ant. _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}

With a primordial weapon, he should have been able to direct every single bit of force, heat, and radiation on that single ant, and no matter how powerful the ant was, there would be nothing left of it, but the action of this mad Will had left traces of Rowan in reality, and that was enough to bring him back from death.

'It was not enough... Something.... Someone called me back.... Which of my children survived my doom?'

He could not find answers anywhere but inside himself.

Accessing his consciousness was far more difficult than Rowan anticipated, previously with his tremendous consciousness it was as if his entire body was made from the stuff of thought. His dimensional flesh had seamlessly blended all his powers and bloodline, and he was as much flesh as consciousness.

This not only made accessing his Mental Space effortless, but it also granted him a tenacity of spirit that made his willpower unbreakable. Without such willpower, there was no way the fragments of his consciousness left in reality would have been able to reawaken. It would have just drifted for eternity, alone, until the end of time.

In this mortal body, he had less consciousness power than what was available to him when he entered Doom Star. Barely stronger than an adult mortal.