A soul was the totality of a living being's life, all their loves and losses, pains and sorrows. He got to know and understand them more than anyone else they would ever know even their friends and lovers would never know the person as deeply as Rowan would.
But the question was how was he going to break down a gate of this size with his puny perception?
Rowan's perception reached the gate and an unknown force pressed down on it and his perception was molded into the form of a body.
It turned out to be his main body. He stood at eight feet tall with golden waist-length hair, his serpent-like eyes blazed with golden flames as lightning wandered through them.
"Interesting." He muttered and brought his hands forward and rested them on the gate. He gathered his strength and he pushed.
He could as well be a fly that was trying to shift a mountain.
Rowan was not used to obstacles he could not move while he was an Empyrean, having limits or planning about problems was only necessary with him because he was fighting gods when he was still less than a year old and he was still far from that level.
Rowan had faced epic setbacks and tough choices, but in the area where physical and mental strength was to be called upon he had never faltered, he did not intend to start now.
He set himself to the task and began using his Mental Power to assert dominance over his perception. He told himself he couldn't fail, he had crushed bigger mountains before as a side note, and this would not be different.
Push!
The gate did not budge and neither did he. He kept applying more pressure as he called upon a seemingly infinite amount of perseverance and strength.
The muscles on his entire body bloomed up. Every vein in his body stood out as thickly as snakes and his teeth were clenched so hard he could chew through diamonds.
I will not fail in the first great task I applied myself to in this new body.
Rowan from somewhere deep inside of him drew more strength and he yelled, but his shout did not overshadow the mighty crash that came from the gate, as a spider web of cracks spread out from beneath his hands and began to ascend through the gate. freewebnovel.cσ๓
The cracks spread for hundreds of feet and then it stopped.
Rowan had failed.
As always when Rowan faced a challenging situation he did not get flustered or hyperactive instead went the opposite route and became cold and logical.
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