The Primordial Record novel Chapter 463

Chapter 463 Hints Of A New Supreme Technique

Rowan could feel the wave of disdain and anger coming from the Chaos Door, who did not attempt to hide his emotions when he spoke of the other children of Chaos who refused to adopt this technique.

"I take it you are on the side of Caine." Rowan smiled.

"Of course I am, and you should be able to tell the benefits of the technique he passed to us. Don't you feel that sense of freedom in your Soul? The burden of our father's unreasonable demands has been stripped away and finally, you can make your decision with a mind not addled by madness"

"What decision?"

"You can side with us, the loyalists of Caine, and become a fellow Traveler of the Blood, or you can side with the fanatics that wished for their bodies to be nothing else but a flesh suit for Chaos. That decision lies with you, also when you truly understand all the intricacies of this technique, there will be many hidden benefits you will uncover. You know, there is a reason I am able to survive through the Eras, and a significant portion is due to this technique."

Rowan considered his words for a while before speaking, "Do I have to make this decision now?"

"What? For a child like you…pfft… you are funny. No, you don't have to make the most important decision in your life at this moment. You must reach the levels where you can move unaided outside the universe, only then would you be acknowledged and summoned before us all to make that choice, and although we develop quickly, it should take you at least five thousand years to get to that level, that is, if you don't die before then hahaha…. Maneuvering your way into a Supreme World! The guts on you kid."

Rowan breathed out, "So, I have time to make my decision."

"Yeah, you do, but trust me, it is not as long as you think. Live long enough and time becomes shorter in your eyes. At first, a year would seem like a long time, then a century would become as short as a year, and then a millennium would become as short as a year, and then ...."

The Chaos Door began speaking increasingly faster until his words became a blur, "A myria-annum becomes a year, and then millions of years become as short as a year, and then…."

He continued for a while, already equating billions of years to be equal to a single year when Rowan interrupted him, his head beginning to ache, "I get it, I don't have as much time as I seem to think."

"Yes, you don't. Now it's my policy not to interfere with the lives of the young, and I have done more than enough to help you, so you can ask for nothing more from me. The Aura I consumed from your body was a ticking time bomb. Perhaps the Archmages here would not be able to detect it, but the Tower Master of the Black Tower would know this Aura, after all, he can already roam the many universes by himself and has come in contact with other fellow Children of Chaos. So I have saved your life and your plans, young Traveller of the Blood."