The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1580

Chapter 1580: Gate Of Madness (3)

Rowan did not fully understand a Primordials’ mindset, but he could grasp a bit of their motivation, and he knew that at the center of it was power or something that was extremely close to it.

As ninth-dimensional entities, they had the right to call everything but themselves mortal because only ninth-dimensional beings were truly immortal. They had transcended the concept of life and death, and such a state as weakness or decay was alien to them; they were essentially perfect.

It was a mystery where perfect beings such as them would still possess the hunger to consume Reality or contain the depraved desires of Chaos. Did Reality corrupt these beings, or were they always like this?

Technically, without reaching the ninth-dimensional level, Rowan could make himself immortal by creating worlds and then seeding them with his Intent.

His talents made such a loophole possible, and he could essentially create infinite worlds and seed them with his intent. This was simply one method he could use. He still had many ways to extend his lifespan infinitely, from spells to using his Origin Land as the base of his soul. He would never have to fear the touch of death, but that did not mean that he was equal to the Primordial when it came to the issue of true immortality.

Many things could shape an entity’s mindset, and Rowan could not tell what sort of environment Limbo was that could foster creatures as powerful as Primordials. It was one that should be extremely strange, and he feared that he might never know the answer to this question unless he was able to enter Limbo.

Primordial Chaos seemed to be an entity that never knew the concepts of life and all the intricacies that came with it before he came to Reality, but whatever he had found here had twisted the mind of this being; he was like a drug-addicted sociopath with no inhibitions and his cravings taken beyond the maximum level. His appetites were insatiable, and Rowan wondered if the cause of this was because of the concepts that had been stolen from Reality, distorting their minds because they were trapped inside of it, or if the original body of this Primordial was equally twisted.

Rowan could handle hate, even stupidity, but craziness was a different ballpark. This Primordial could do something unexpected at any moment, and he would not be able to anticipate it or create a suitable response.

Regret flooded his mind; Rowan felt he had already picked the wrong candidate to ally with. However, he quickly pushed aside this mindset. Even a single leg of an elephant was bigger than an entire mosquito, and Primordial Chaos was his only option for now. His other choice was still a bit… unreliable.

He should not be bothered that Primordial Chaos was insane; what matters is how he could properly manage their relationship until both of them descended into battle.

Rowan knew that Primordial Chaos could not wait to consume him instantly. Still, something held him back, and no matter how he tried to sugarcoat it, the insanity of this Primordial was not enough to distract Chaos from his ultimate prize, and Rowan believed that the award must be the soul of Reality.