?Rowan eyed the Principality critically, his interest was piqued by its words, "You can ferry me outside this universe to a new one?"
The Angel of Char quickly replied, "I am a Principality, my Creator, charting a course through the Great Darkness is part of my skill set. My essence does not just draw from the light, but also from darkness, and every other mystical energy in creation."
Rowan nodded in thought, "So I should assume that the reason you wanted to control my bloodline is that you needed all the power I had. You are still diminished."
The faces of the Principality nearly smiled, "Precisely creator. To locate my Resonance bodies would take too long, perhaps many Eras before it is completed, I would be severely weakened until that time, this was the best method for your survival. I have no intention of controlling your mind, your consciousnesses are incredibly powerful, but I can steer you in the direction of safety. I believed you would rebel against my intervention so I made my move without informing you."
Rowan looked at the Angel, he saw no remorse or anything of that nature, it was obvious to him that the Angel was sticking by her guns, and truly believed in controlling his powers to lead him away from danger. After awakening his presence had invoked no awe inside the heart of this Angel of Char, only concern.
Rowan did not know if he should be annoyed or amused, but the shock of discovering someone was trying to take over his bloodline power had nearly driven him to the edge, and the Principality's attitude was only driving the stake deeper inside the fresh wound.
He shook his head in regret, what a pity, he valued its power but did not truly need it. If this Angel of Char survived his next series of experiments, then it would begin paying for its arrogance, if not… there would be others.
The Angel of Char must have detected the resolve in his eyes because her demeanor changed, it cried out in panic, "Killing me would be a mistake, Creator. I am a Principality."
Rowan nodded towards the other demonic Angel of Char who was curiously frozen in time, "I have another Principality, that one had obeyed my Will and vision since the time of its birth, and had never tried to take over my power. You were born yesterday and you already try to control my throne!"
The Principality scoffed, "That Fallen One is not a Principality, I borrowed its shape in order for me to easily tear through the defenses of your bloodline. I have no idea what it is, likely a birth resulting from the conflicts between the Celestial and Demonic during the Primordial Era. It has no future."
This was the first time Rowan had heard the term–Fallen One, this should be the general term for Angels of Char, or were terms for unique Angels of Char who were a fusion between the demonic and the celestial.
This Principality likely had so much information about the past of his Angels, their origins, and many more valuable insights, the only problem was that it did not understand him well enough, there were portions of Rowan that should never be touched.
Rowan squeezed his fists a bit closer, "What makes you think you are invaluable to me."
Detecting the subtle change in Rowan's tone, the Principality waited for a short moment before carefully answering, "You are young, Creator, and so you don't know how incredibly lucky you are to have given birth to a Principality. Among a billion Hosts of Angels, it is rare for a single Principality to be born. Destroying me would be getting rid of a unique source of power that you may never come across again, even if a thousand Eras go by."
"The Grand Creator of Celestials gave his powers to diverse Creators to create Hosts of Angels to spread light all over creation, and it is beyond rare for any creator to be able to summon an Angel such as I. You need me to become one of the greatest forces in all of creation."
Rowan smiled, "You really think so?"
The Principality clenched its teeth, "Creator, I know it to be so."
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