The Primordial Record novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308 Emerging (Part one)

She was a bit taken back by the question before a look of sorrow flashed through her eyes, "Do you need to know this?"

"Yes." Rowan looked her deep in her eyes, his hands shaking a bit, "Yes, I need to know."

Placing her hand over his right arm, she squeezed it and she began talking, "The shards are pieces of my body… He keeps me alive, chained inside his awful Red Domain, and he harvests my flesh every now and then, and uses it as a currency. With the assistance of my flesh, he has been able to infiltrate nearly every power structure in the known universe. Nevertheless, do not despair, for he is bound by ancient agreements and his battle with me and the seals over his body stripped him of ninety-nine percent of his powers and he can only manipulate the universe in small, often meaningless ways, unless he is given permission, and the foolish gods have given him a lot of permission, don't make the same mistake. Killing me now would not only deprive him of a page from your Singularity, it would also stop the flow of the shards to the Universe, although he has stockpiled a lot of it, it would become a stream without roots that would soon dry up."

Rowan's voice cracked, "How long has he been doing this to you."

She smiled, "Too long, but for creatures like us, time is meaningless, there is only the now, remember that child."

Rowan's face went white as he recollected the torments of Erohim in the hands of Boreas, and realized his mother had been going through worse over a far longer period of time.

Reality began to tremble, and color began leaking into it, the voice of the Third Prince neared his ears and he almost felt as if a corpse with a tongue that was too warm was licking his ears, "What do you think you are doing boy? Do you think killing that whore would solve anything, except carrying you to your death a little more quicker. Sealing her inside this shell is holding back a tremendous portion of my strength. How are you going to survive my wrath when I have no more shackles?"

"Do not listen to his words, Rowan." Elura eyes flashed with anger, "Yes, he has to divert a greater part of his powers to keep me sealed inside of him, but what he fails to mention is that my death would hurt him badly for time has linked our essence far more deeper than even he had expected, and his strength would fall for a period of time, perhaps enough for you to grow strong enough to stand against him."

The voice of the Third Prince suddenly went louder and the void quaked, "Shut up! The question you should be asking him is this: Rowan, are you willing to slaughter your own mother, just to give you time to keep running away from me? If you think in a million years you can still be a match for me, then my dear boy, you would be sorely mistaken. But, I'm not all cruel, stop your actions, and return to my side. I promise to give you a life of bliss beside your mother for billions of years. Go against me and I guarantee you a fate worse than death itself, and your soul would be my plaything for all eternity."

"Don't listen to him, Rowan, the Devil doesn't bargain! Do it… kill me!"