The Primordial Record novel Chapter 810

Chapter 810 I Forgot To Sheathe My Blade

Maeve observed the Forge created by her lord which resembled a shining dot suddenly wink out. Her awareness expanded over the area, and then her breath evened out when the space in front of her shuddered and the form of a young boy emerged as if molded from the darkness of the void.

The face of Rowan was pale, even his lips, it was as if he had been drained of his entire blood. The vibrancy and life force that usually accompanied him was gone, and what appeared before her resembled a walking corpse.

Did he fail his ascension or evolution as he called it? At such a time her training took over, and she needed to console him while researching alternative methods he might require for his healing and possibly recreating his Forge, the problem she had was that she had no idea of Rowan's present powers or how she could help.

Maeve hoped that failure had not crippled his drive, she had seen it happen too many times to count. Everyone had a breaking point, and it was no shame to find your own. It was only a sign that you needed to work harder.

If a million years of torture in the hands of a monster did not break his spirit and he returned stronger, Maeve believed that whatever came, Rowan would scale through.

'It did not matter what comes next,' she thought, 'the best thing I can do is to stand by his side.'

Maeve smiled, trying to present her love and belief in him, "My Lord, I…."

Rowan's eyes had been closed and he opened it and she looked into it and stopped talking.

It was as if time had frozen in place, her mouth hung open, and before long her eyes began to bleed, followed by every pore in her body and she turned into a statue made from blood.

Like glass her eyes cracked, this fracture began from there and spread all over her body until she was on the verge of shattering to pieces like a porcelain doll.

This damage entered her Divine Kingdom, and her subjects began to die. Unlike Maeve, they could not withstand whatever she had seen in those eyes. The Incarnation of Rowan inside her Divine Kingdom flashed brightly before exploding.

That explosion shattered her Divine Kingdom to pieces, and her God spark nearly broke apart.

Long wheezing sounds came from her throat as if she was trying to scream, but could not. In a short while her blood had filled the entire area surrounding the planet. Her blood filled the cloud and the planet that was once green turned red.

The World Consciousness was startled and as it was newly born, with no experience outside its creator Maeve, it began to cry in panic and desolation… Maeve was dying.