The Primordial Record novel Chapter 248

Chapter 248 A God's Realm

The presence that spoke to Rowan was mild, but that would be mistaking the softness of the wave that touched your feet at the beach to equal the might of the entire sea.

This was a god, and the first time he came in contact with one, he nearly died and had his body turned against him. He was meeting a god again, much quickly than he would have liked, but he was no longer the same as before.

Although Erohim was weak at this time, there was no mistaking the incredible depth of his presence that left Rowan in awe, but the uniqueness of Rowan's mind made sure he did not seem bothered on the surface.

He answered Erohim question with a smile on his face, "You know who I am."

" OH YES! I DO KNOW YOU. THE SABOTEUR WHO WEARS MY FACE AND WIELD MY NAME!"

Rowan frowned, "I did not choose your name, it was given to me by your own people, and I did not put your name to shame, but instead I have elevated it to heights unknown for thousands of years, this you know to be true. Don't tell me your powers are not on the rise with the massive wave of devotion being given to you. At this moment across the entire planet, your people are calling your name. Your Divine Kingdom swells with the devotion of their prayers. I think you should be thanking me for the great boon I have given you."

"YOU ARE THE TWO HEADED VICIOUS SERPENT. YOU PRESENT A FACE OF GOODWILL WHILE THE OTHER BITE MY NECK. DO YOU TAKE ME FOR BLIND THAT I DON'T SEE YOUR CHILDREN DEVOURING MY BODY. YOUR SPAWN DRINKS OF MY LIFEBLOOD UNCEASING, AND THE SON OF SCARLET WHO WOULD HAVE BEEN MY WEAPON AGAINST IT FALLS BY YOUR HAND. YOU WOULD BRING WARS TO MY KINGDOM, AT THIS MOMENT THE EMPIRE MARCHES TO MY DOOR, AND MY ANCIENT ENEMIES STIR. YOU ARE NOT MY HELPER BUT A POISONED CHALICE. I GIVE YOU DEATH!"

Rowan had assumed such responses from the tortured god, but he thought he would be able to convince Erohim to see reason beyond their differences, but without any other prompt, Erohim attacked.

Rowan's surroundings changed and he found himself standing on an endless plateau. To the left was a field of ice and to his right a field of fire.

Above him, the plain began to curve until it touched itself, placing Rowan inside a dome, where half of it was filled with fire and the other ice.

He could not move an inch, and he could not even begin to judge where he was when he felt the temperature around him beginning to simultaneously increase and decrease.

The left part of his body began to be covered by frost, while the right part of his body began to glow with heat. It was a weird and very uncomfortable situation, and Rowan could hardly speak or even blink.