The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1054

Chapter 1054: Giants Of Gold And Blood

Nyla's eyes flashed with anger and through gritted teeth she inquired, "Precise number."

"Seven hundred and forty-three thousand Explorers, among their number were, five hundred and twenty-five Explorers at the Heroic Rank, two hundred and ninety...."

The numbers faded to a dull droning at the edge of her mind, and she closed her eyes, reciting the mantra of her creed within, and for the first time the words that had given her so much strength in the long years felt so meaningless, and her mind could not leave the singular image of that monster on the beach.

The details of his appearance in the ill-fated events were branded in her mind. He had dropped out of the sky in the body of a mortal, but only those who had never been mortal before would be deceived by his appearance. He was perfect, and the one thing that every mortal was not, was perfect.

Those eyes seemed to contain the void and yet filled with such a stark curiosity as if he was a child where everything was new and yet he seemed to know everything at the same time. He was both filled up and yet still empty.

A hand that touched her face and where she was expecting coldness, she was met with warmth. He did not breathe, the entire time he stood in front of her he was not breathing, he should have been cold... yet his hands held a warmth that drove away ten thousand years of pain and sorrow from her heart.

The hand of a butcher of men, but also a protector of life.

His Beauty made the mind filled with fire and also chill for nothing in existence was supposed to be this perfect or beautiful.

Two opposing natures living inside a single being, yet they did not cancel each other, they seemed to be in harmony, breeding something greater than the sum of their parts... light and darkness as one, becoming something greater than either could ever be... this was...

Her mind went cold and Nyla shook, as fear filled her mind and she unexpectedly released a small whimper of fear, uncaring about the gaze of astonishment directed towards her by the Ruler of Stone Reach.

What she had been contemplating was heresy. It was almost like thinking Ascendancy and Calamity could become one.

Suppressing these thoughts with everything inside her she looked up, "Take me to the Divine Ascendant, we have much to discuss."

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Seven hours later, Nyla, whose presence was almost like a ghost drifted through the mighty Castle that was Stone Reach, her mind was blank and she was clutching a paper in her right hand.

Like always she found herself in the Crescent Garden, a work of art that combined flowers, flowing pools, and delicate animals to create a picturesque scene that represented peace and harmony. The reason she had stayed at Stone Reach and had never requested a reassignment for the greater part of seven centuries was due to this garden.