The Primordial Record novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69 Strings (final)

Regolf twitched and began to walk towards the milky white placenta, he seemed to have smelled a very pleasant fragrance, and the hunger that had been driving him to madness increased tenfold.

He leaped onto the placenta, that was ten times his size, and began to devour it. His teeth were too fragile, so he ended up breaking them, and when they got stuck, the force from his bite pulled them from their roots.

He worked on the corner of the placenta for a while, it was very tough for his fragile human teeth to chew through, but even as he lost all his teeth, the yellow Abomination blood soon grew new ones for him.

His persistence finally paid off, and he managed to chew through a small section of the placenta, and began to drink the fluids inside.

A panicked scream came from inside the placenta. "Mother!!! Why have you abandoned me? I was to be your champion."

"Hush child… Time has changed. I would soon be free of my torment. In the new world that comes, you are too frail to endure in it. I do this for your sake."

"You should have believed in me. Mother. I would have… Prevailed."

The voice from the placenta went increasingly weak until it faded.

Meanwhile, the body of the white hair boy had been growing crazily, from the shrunken figure of a boy, to a healthy man. His white hair had grown until it reached his knees, and his mouth was fixed on that opening as he drank.

Soon he began to shudder, and his body began to strain against something invisible. His body would grow to an extent before it was crushed down, as if by invisible hands.

Behind him, the water began to bubble and fog rose from the water, the fog began to pulsate, in the rhythm of breathing, and as it swirled around, it was possible to see a massive entity inside.

Unlike the sight that Rowan had seen, the gigantic head of the Abomination core had truly arisen, it turned towards the manor, her eyes holding incomparable mysteries.

"Hold for a while, my Champion. Soon we shall be free."

The spikes in the numerous eyes in her hair continued to quiver, and it was possible to see tiny strings like spider webs on the body of the spikes.

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Rowan's hands passed through the strings, they were intangible, but now that he could see them within his domain, it was possible to slightly feel them.

It felt like strands of cobwebs that lightly brushed your skin, and beneath that physical sensation was a gut churning sense of intense disgust. It was that familiar feeling he once felt when he had awoken in this world, and also when he touched the eye tattoo on his chest.

He had already felt it before, but his senses were far too weak to understand what he was feeling at that time. He knew there was no way they would have left him with a tool such as the Primordial Record, without leaving safeguards.

Rowan used his senses to trace the strings entering his body, and he saw that although it went through different parts of his body, which was his eyes, forehead and chest, they were all linked to the Primordial Record.

They seemed to be bounding certain pages, precisely the first six pages, he had his curiosity at first, about why he was only able to access the seventh page of the Primordial Record.

But since he had no idea about how the singularity works, it was a mystery he thought at first that he may never get to understand, but he should have been more discerning, to be fair though, he had no experience previously in Singularity management.

His mind began to work furiously, as he began reassessing what he knew about the Singularity and the possible effects of the locked pages.