The Primordial Record novel Chapter 681

Chapter 681 The Birth of A World Consciousness

?Maeve was alone in space with the planet below her, her eyes were closed as she allowed the discounted dreams and flashes of memories she had been having all these while to flourish.

Her Divine Power was strengthening in every moment as her Soul became Immortal. If she was not killed off, then she would live until the end of the universe. A time that was so distant it could hardly be comprehended by a mortal mind.

With the return of these memories was the knowledge about the past, and they were both pleasing and horrifying for she remembered the endless torture Rowan went through in the hands of that monster and the message and inheritance that Elura had placed inside for her dear son.

With a loud cry she returned back to the planet as her Ascension had taken her to space, she tore through reality that was barely healing due to the bombardment of her godly tribulations.

The heavens themselves screamed her name, for she had left this world a mortal and returned a goddess.

The skies changed and the entire world was filled with life, trees sprouted from deserts and rivers sang as their waters became as sweet as honey.

Countless creatures were filled with vitality and their number exploded, and in a stunning change that would shock the universe… this world that had been left to rot for countless years began to grow.

The vast presence of life growing on its surface spurred a change inside of it, and slowly a consciousness was beginning to develop.

Everyone on the planet heard a cry like that of a child, as a World Consciousness was born, and the world transformed into a Minor World.

With her sheer presence alone, Maeve had created a Minor World!

Such an accomplishment had exceeded what a god should be able to accomplish, such powers should be left in the domains of Empyreans.

When she arrived the figure of Maeve had transformed, but it was such a drastic change that a normal ascension to godhood should not bring about.

This could not be called an Ascension, like Eva, Maeve was collecting what was stolen from the past, yet her journey transformed her, it made her become more than she once was.

Her past may have been of life, represented by the tree in her left hand, but her future was to be of punishment and death, represented by the lightning in her right hand.

Everyone here had witnessed a brief portion of her Ascension to a goddess, and when they saw her descending form covered with streaks of green lightning, they all bowed before the Handmaiden of their lord.

The changes in the planets, the endless tribulations… it was enough to leave a god speechless, and now the figure of Maeve that descended from the skies filled their hearts with adoration and horror in equal amounts.

These were her people, connected to her Divine Kingdom, and yet none of them could lift their head to look at her for more than a second, because her glory was unmatched.