The Primordial Record novel Chapter 561

Chapter 561 Truths and Falsehood

It was said that Erohim stayed outside the home of the Ancestor for a long period but his plea for help received no response, yet he did not give up and continued to beg for mercy for his people who were suffering unimaginable anguish at the hands of his father. _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}

His plea was so frequent and loud that some of the dwellers in the home of the Ancestors became annoyed at his antics, especially one of them… A talking TeaCup.

This TeaCup took away the voice of Erohim so that it could no longer reach the home of the Ancestors and Erohim on the verge of despair noticed something inside that TeaCup—Starlight.

Erohim had few body parts left to him, but he still had his mouth, after all, he could not plead for help without the aid of that organ, and when the TeaCup was not paying attention, he had sucked and drained away the starlight contained inside it, and escaped.

There was no mention of what happened to the TeaCup after that, and at that time, Rowan did not find the details of this TeaCup to have any meaningful significance, and he never queried for further information.

The Starlight stolen from the TeaCup had contained nothing but knowledge. With this Knowledge, the doors to Eternity were opened to Erohim and every ability that a god could ever understand was granted to him.

With this new knowledge, Erohim created a powerful warrior from the remnants of his heart, and he sent this warrior into the world to fight the monsters his father had unleashed on the people.

The warrior was supremely powerful wielding both Divine Might and Heavenly Flames, and from all corners of the land, he gathered what was left of the people and began a great campaign against his father and the monsters he had unleashed.

The war was long and hard with heroic sacrifices and mighty feats of valor, their enemies were powerful, but the warrior he created from his heart was mighty, and Erohim prevailed and defeated his father and his monsters with the aid of this warrior.

Rowan also saw another detail he had brushed aside at the beginning; it was this warrior. He had missed it before, but this warrior was different from Erohim. He was nameless but was granted great power, and essentially although it was said that it was Erohim who won the war, the truth was that the accolades belonged to this warrior.

'I will need to revisit the archives of Jarkarr.' Rowan thought, 'In my ignorant dismissal of this story I have missed many important clues along the way.'

Erohim did not stop after winning the war, with the stolen knowledge he took the remnants of his blood and used it to heal his mother, drawing her away from the jaws of death.

'This so-called healing blood, was it all used up after this process or was it like the warrior, something that was pushed to the side after achieving its purpose?'

Yet the happiness Erohim had anticipated after winning the war and resurrecting his mother did not last, for his mother upon waking up and catching sight of the deeds of Orum fell into a despair so deep it broke what was left of her soul, condemning her to a true death.