The Primordial Record novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37 The Last of Me

He quickly called up the Primordial Record, for he was sure that the new Aspect he received had altered the harmony inside his body, and he was right. _{ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom}

He had gained far more than he had expected, and with the new revelation from the Primordial Record, his most glaring weakness had been patched.

PᖇᎥᗰᗝᖇᗪᎥᗩᒪ ᖇᗴᑕᗝᖇᗪ

Name: Rowan Kuranes

Age: 11/11

Strength : 116.7

Agility : 115.9

Constitution : 200.4

Spirit : 56.8

Class: None

Title: Plane walker

Aspect : Spatial Sight (Tier 1)

Berserker (Tier 1)

Skills:

Enrage (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Vortex (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Bash (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Dash (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Smash (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Combo Attack (Level 10— Mortal State Completed)

Passive : Decipher language (complete), Icy soul (level 4)

Records:

𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗗 𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗕𝗢𝗥𝗢𝗦 [ATAVISM]- level 0 [1000/4000]

𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗟 𝗦𝗘𝗜𝗭𝗘𝗥 – level 0 [0/1000]

Aspect Gained: Berserker [Strength +20. Agility + 20. Constitution –10 (Negated)]

Soul Point :9.7654

Remark: Divine Squire.

There were many changes in his Stats. They were simply night and day in comparison to a few days back when he came to this world, and he received the Primordial Record.

His Attributes had been in single digits, and the current him could turn his previous self into a smear on the ground with no effort at all.

What does it mean to become hundreds of times stronger than he was a few days back? The feeling was simply unmatched, and even though he was drowned in a swamp of sorrow and carnage, it was hard to deny, the pleasure of continually growing stronger.

Wielding power and abilities far beyond what was capable of mortals was addicting, it was no wonder a world like this was mad.

In his previous life, men committed countless atrocities, made heart-wrenching sacrifices for what simply amounted to a measly pile of paper.

What would the men of this world do, to acquire powers such as this. He already knew the answer.

They would do anything!

In a world like this, weakness would always lead to sorrow, here the lambs do not inherit the earth, they get tortured, taken advantaged of… They got devoured.

He was but a weak mortal, easily bent to the whims of fate, but now, he had begun to see hope, all his Attributes had broken through the Rift state, and he could 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 it.