The Primordial Record novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265 Your Soul Is Mine

He knew the head of the fallen god was large, but this close to it, the appearance was noteworthy. Rowan was already used to seeing creatures of massive proportions, so a head the size of a four–storey building did not phase him all that much, but the Aura around the fallen god was interesting, as it almost seemed alive.

With the head having two faces which reminded him of the Abomination he faced inside the Nexus, and also of the accepted story of Erohim, he was called a hero and a god, and after his father wiped out all life on the planet, a mixture of his tears and the breast milk from his mother recreated life once more.

Rowan could see some certain truths in the tale, as this god literally had two faces, a female and a male with appearances that appeared similar to each other, as if they were both half of the same person.

He could understand where the mix-ups could arise from, legends and myths were often different from their source materials in many ways, he was also certain that the Boreas Family had interfered with the tale of this god in a subtle manner, any story that could be easily edited was never factual, and in addition to the massive span of time that had elapsed since Erohim first walked upon the surface of the planet, nothing could be trusted.

Two pairs of eyes snapped open as the god observed Rowan's Berserker Clone. The face of the male has cracks upon it like a clay pot left to dry in the sun with hints of flames running underneath, but his eyes glowed blue with an icy chill, as frost trails escaped from those freezing orbs, the female face was the opposite, it had smooth frozen features with eyes that blazed like a smoldering volcano.

The eyes tightened in suspicion, and he heard the real voice of Erohim for the first time, and it was similar to two people speaking at the same time with a weird overlap between both voices,

"That pulse that stole my vitality…you were responsible for it. With that act, you stole not just my essence but knowledge of me, did you not?"

Rowan laughed, "Those speculations of yours are interesting Erohim, but you're about to die permanently this time, I would suppose you should be thinking about that, but it's up to you to choose your last words."

"Don't patronize me… Abomination, even in my lesser state, I am still a god, and you shall not play meaningless games of words with me. My eyes see far, and beneath this shell of yours is only darkness and lamentation. Oblivion and savagery, you are nothing but an animal! Yet, you can still find salvation."

"That is not up to you to tell me what I want. Even at the moment of your death, you chastise me for patronizing you? It's funny you should say that, have you not been doing the same all these while to me?"