The Primordial Record novel Chapter 335

Chapter 335 Breaking Out

No! This was not how the Primordial Record works, his bloodline might be a copy, nevertheless it was unique, and his bloodline may be linked to something long gone, it did not mean it was the same, after all, the Soul Reaver Bloodline became the foundation of this new Bloodline, making it fundamentally different from anything it was linked to.

His Ouroboros Bloodline was also connected to Chaos—The First Empyrean, the so-called controller of reality and creator of universes. Did that also influence him?

Rowan shook his non-physical head and decided to leave all these musings for one or two of his Consciousness Pillars when he woke up, he would be constantly trying to figure out the questions he needed to ask and the steps he needed to take when he became complete, but for now, trying to figure out concerns about topics that were so far above him was a useless endeavor.

Yet what was he to do inside this endless darkness? He had no way to influence reality, and the waiting was maddening. Rowan had ascended far past the mortal psyche, and endless loneliness would not cause any change in his mental state. However, it was the inactivity that got to him.

Knowing he had so much work to do yet spending so much time inside the darkness was what made it difficult to endure.

Then he felt something, almost like a pinch on a third limb. He knew something had touched him, but he did not know how to find the spot on his body. Rowan was like a deaf man hearing music for the first time, and he could not identify the sounds.

This sensation was now apparent because of his new connection with the darkness, and he became excited with the prospect of finding something new inside this unending sameness.

He waited patiently and stilled his mind, if it happened before, then it would most likely happen again, and he did not want to miss it.

Rowan waited for what seemed like years before he felt the pinch again, and he began to search for it. His vigilance was rewarded as he could feel where the sensation occurred, and his consciousness zoomed towards it.

When he reached that region of darkness where he felt the pinching sensation, there was nothing there, and he decided to wait here until he could see if there were any new changes.

When the next pinch happened he was right on top of it, and for a brief moment, he saw light, and then massive fangs with drools pouring from it.

Rowan's consciousness flooded towards the light unbothered by the fangs, as he found it somewhat familiar, besides he was no longer afraid of pain or physical damage, and he would rather be torn apart as he explored something new than spend one more century inside this place.

The light was beginning to disappear and Rowan forced himself to push through it, and it was difficult, almost as if he was a mortal trying to swim through concrete.