The Primordial Record novel Chapter 328

Chapter 328 Lost History

These voices in my mind….

Making me despair…

This memory was not from his father, but he knew it was deeply connected to him.

Somewhere deep inside of him, as if it was a reflection of himself that he had forgotten, but now, knowing that this reflection was his own, it brought back its own set of memories.

It was as if he had always had a left hand, but the knowledge that he had such a limb was taken from him, and so every day he had always been dimly aware of that hand, but had never bothered to associate it as part of his body.

Truly knowledge was power, and for someone like him, all new knowledge shed light on the massive structure that was his body and mind. He was like a building that had a thousand rooms, but he had always been locked inside one room, and therefore always thought he was just one room.

This memory was merely a new light shed in the many rooms that made up his being.

He saw himself laid down on a black platform that stretched for hundreds of miles. The Platform was made from a weird mixture of wood and metal, and it contracted and expanded as if it was breathing, and below him was a lake filled with red water.

The water was thick and warm that emanated a stream of purple mist, there were numerous large creatures bathing inside it that frolicked with a manic intensity. Rowan saw that there must be influenced by something, as acts of intense sexual acts were being performed by the creatures inside the river. The sounds coming from the river were horrifying, not at all pleasing to the ear. If Rowan had ever wanted to know the sound of uninhibited lust, this was it.

He looked up to the skies and saw fourteen moons, but two of the moons were being dragged away by enormous tentacle-like branches. He had read from the books given to him by Circe, that once Trion had fourteen moons, but the God King took them… was it possible that what he was seeing was that event playing out?

The sight was shocking but he had seen greater, nevertheless it distracted him enough to address the constant pain he had been feeling.

"At what time did it happen? When did pain become so normal for me, I have to force my mind to focus on it?"

He saw himself, but it was not his facein fact, this face seemed to be ever-changing, first it was of a man, then a boy and then a woman, before transforming into different creatures and then back again, Rowan thought he recognized some of the faces he changed into. This should be his abilities in the past.

Rowan could understand why his father could be so arrogant and dismissive of him, even though he must be holding within his body the most powerful item in the universe. It was because so much of himself had been taken away, he had been lied to and manipulated, his truths were falsehood and he would never be able to live to his full potential without understanding who he truly was.