The Primordial Record novel Chapter 410

Chapter 410 Raising The Past

His Palace of Ice was a Territory of a sort, even before he had access to that level of power, and he was eager to see what his Palace would transform into when it was now a fully realized Territory.

He had already received great benefits from the Palace of Ice and now with this new upgrade, his abilities would take the next step forward.

His Mind shifted to Andar. Rowan had woken up a few moments after Andar was struck down by an unknown force, and currently, the boy was still in slumber, and from the patchy feedback he could receive from his body, Andar was healing.

Rowan could predict that he would be waking up two to three months from now, and by the time Andar may have cleared all the mess inside his Spirit Matrix another five months may have passed in total.

Rowan was mildly amused by the response of Andar and his Reflection if they knew he was now awake, while it was them that were sleeping.

Pushing that distracting thought away, he focused on the sensations that made him begin upgrading his powers.

The presence outside his Palace had not come closer to him after all these while and so he could breathe a little easier. He had only a single strand of consciousness to use as the rest of himself was stuck inside the tiny purple and black speck.

Whatever the presence outside the Palace, they were powerful, but their power did not feel like any he had ever touched before, not like the gods or Mages, in fact it reminded him of himself a bit.

To be more specific, it reminded him of a period in his life that had been kept away by the Primordial Record, an entire timeline folded away.

Reality Butcher!

This was what he was reminded of, something about this Title he had seemed to be resonating with the presence out there, and if he was to bet, it might just be the reason why these creatures were surrounding him.

Their presence reeked of destruction and ruin and this Aura resonated with his Title—Reality Butcher.

Could there be a use for Titles beyond the seemingly obsessive need by the Primordial Record to quantify everything?

If they were, then he would need to properly investigate all his Titles and their usage. Rowan reminded himself once more that every detail on his Primordial Record must mean something important, even if he did not understand its purpose.

Rowan gently placed Eva down and stood up, during the motion of his rise, he fashioned a robe as red as blood that was more than twenty feet long and so it draped behind him, he had a belt made of gold around his waist and he left the top of his robes undone and his powerful muscles could be seen underneath.