The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1056

Chapter 1056: Pastimes

Rowan had never expected to find a Soul-type realm, one that was separated from Reality, it meant that finally he could experiment and discover deeper layers of souls in this realm.

Perhaps his survival after he was struck down by a Primordial Weapon could not just be because of the lack of expertise by the wielder, but perhaps because he was in an enclosed realm that had its Soul Origin system which had therefore given him the boost to push past the edge of death.

It was in his nature to never back down when he had seized an advantage and would pursue this course to its completion. Leaving his introspection and his plans clear for the future he peered at the mortal beside him.

When he had killed the Explorers in that dead continent, he had harvested all their lingering soul energy, and therefore the woman before him was like a fading flame, it did not matter if her vitality was still robust, her soul energy was at its limit, and in a while, she would be gone, what was left inside of her was not enough to carry the weight of her power.

In Rowan's eyes, she was like a shining star, pouring out her radiance one last time into the universe before it vanished forever. Her fragile soul was filled with countless holes all leaking out lights of various colors that were eerily similar to his Primordial Sea of Ambrosia and his Prismatic eyes... This was the color of the soul when it was wrapped by the experiences of one's life.

Gently holding Nyla's hand, he led her to her designated spot and sat beside her, she usually sat at this spot alone, a habit she had found herself doing for centuries, it would be a peaceful death if she could die in the midst of such beauty, he wanted to leave, but something within him urged him to stay, Rowan sighed and tapped her nose once, drawing a hint of life back into her eyes, _{ƒreewebηoveℓ.com}

"Breathe... I know what you are feeling right now. It's like you are howling your lungs out in the middle of a crowd. Yet no one can hear you scream. Understand that this feeling will never fade away, you have seen deeply of my nature when you are yet a mortal, even an Ascendant would run mad. You have been scarred for it. However, you can choose to remain inside this hole in your spirit and languish there until your fragile mortal flesh ceases or you could see it as what it is... just a scar, one among the plenty that you bear."

Not waiting to see if his words would have any effect on her, he sank back into his mind. The fight was left to her now, the only solace he could offer her was to sit by her side as she died, even if she was resurrected again, she would only last a few hours before she perished.

Rowan manifested a pen and paper in his hands, and for the first time in an extremely long time, he began to draw. He set the paper in the air and his pencil began to slowly crawl upon its surface.

Perhaps it was due to his weakened consciousness, or for another reason entirely, he tried not to think about it too much, he knew it helped him in the analysis of the nature of this realm and how he could use them to his advantage in the future.

Already he had another great advantage, what the World Will was seeing of him was disjointed and chaotic because most of Rowan's consciousnesses apart from the one driving this Explorer's body was dormant. Without a guiding mind that was awake, it could never take shape.