The Primordial Record novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63 I Am Legend (final)

The snakes hovered in the sky, giving out mighty roars of exaltation. They must not have been cold-blooded, for he could see faint steam emanating from their mouth, and he could sense the fire in their blood.

"F*ck me. When do snakes roar? Seriously, though, should that be the primary thought in my mind now?"

Rowan rubbed his healing chest and began to stand up, he unleashed all his senses first to analyze his surroundings.

The link between him and the flying giant snakes was becoming more intimate, as he could almost sense himself inside them, flying through the sparse clouds under the Red moon.

The sensation almost felt like a fever dream, his mind was split into three extra sections, and even though he could not control his motion, he felt like he was in the driver seat of a roller coaster.

Using his Energy sight, which had surprisingly gotten more powerful, he saw a thick stream of energy linking him and the three snakes, now and then a pulse of power flowed down the snakes and entered his body and he felt himself noticeably becoming stronger.

In his Energy sight the snakes burned like a furnace, as they resembled an endless source of energy, there seemed to be a certain energy reaction occurring inside their bodies which released a burst of energy that flowed down the link and into his body.

Rowan closed his eyes for a few seconds and allowed himself to breathe calmly, knowing he was alive because of sheer luck and a little practical reasoning. He had no time to fully experiment with his abilities and knew he was lucky that his conjectures were correct.

The only reason he was alive, was not just because of the graces of his people who gave up their soul light to illuminate his own, it was because even in the heat of battle and numerous problems, he was still thinking about the uses of his abilities.

The last time he was awake, he was at the edge of death, his soul at the boundary of dissipation, and he was furious at the powers playing with his life.

He had made a gamble, hoping his intense desires would fuel his actions, even if he were to fall, he had poured his intent into his soul, conveying out all his longings to live, to ascend beyond the Mortal Coil, to surpass all those who would do him harm, and to protect all that he was coming to love and cherish.

Rowan had made it. He survived against the odds, and he knew that the best chance to kill him was gone. He was not necessarily bragging because he knew that the board had shifted. Not only that, but he had escaped his most trying moments.

After all, how much threat could he have been before, he had held on with his last breath for longer than was possible, and he was a man at the end of his ropes, and even though he saw many suspicious events, he tried not to ruffle feathers.

But no more!

Now he had awakened, beneath that Red moon, with the three flying snakes overhead that appeared closer to him with every passing moment, he spread his arms wide, letting the winds of this world blow over his naked form.

His blond hair was now shoulder-length, and on his face was a slight growth of beard, his eyes were now more enigmatic, as it seemed to give out light.

I Am Legend!