The Primordial Record novel Chapter 901

?The Steele replied to Rowan, "There had been precedents in the past, but none had succeeded. Your Title is already unique, are you sure you want to push for more?"

Rowan nodded, "I am not at my limit, and my dreams are grander than anyone else in existence. I shall always push for more."

He thought he detected a hint of amusement in what the Steele said next, "Like a snake, you want to devour existence in a single mouthful. I will watch your trial."

"I will be honored," Rowan replied and his gaze went cold. The time of reckoning had begun.

Rowan stood up, rising to his full height, eight feet tall, he gasped in surprise as purple light rippled across his body, and he was encased in powerful armor that could equal the defenses of his Powers, likely crafted by Eva as a safeguard the moment he took flesh, Rowan smiled and he shrugged, discarding the armor.

Allowing the glorious armor to fall to the ground, he was left with leather knee breeches and a simple belt, leaving him naked from the waist up. He had simply retrieved this clothing from a mortal city, it had no defenses or spells attached to it.

This clothing was made by an elderly woman, who patiently stitched every single thread and worked on the leather for decades. Her only child went off to war, and she was going to give it as a present to him when he returned. He never did, but she did not stop maintaining it and making sure that on the day he returned, it would be waiting for him in perfect condition.

In accepting this clothing, Rowan also accepted the Soul of the child who lingered beside his frail mother, and he showed her the peace her child would enjoy in his care. In death, she smiled, and her soul and its origin entered his grasp.

The powerful armor made by Eva may interfere with the Title he was hoping to gain, it was the same reason he was not going to summon his Destroyer, but his first mortal weapon Envy.

Although a powerful weapon, its roots were still shrouded in mysteries and its potential was not all the way unlocked, for this battle, it would do. His Destroyer was too efficient in what it did, Rowan wanted something more… primal. _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}

He began walking down the Aether pyramid, as a loud crack like thunder echoed on the horizon and his Great Axe flew in from the depths of the universe and hovered beside him, exuding a red and green light that shrouded his body.

Glancing at the weapon, he saw that Envy was no longer the same weapon as before, her large Axe head was red like blood and it was broader, and her shaft was no longer a single piece of metal, but resembled the handle of a guitar, with seven green strings that ran from the base of the Axe, all the way to the head.

Rowan's nose twitched as he detected a new smell from the weapon, and when he heard the new voices in his head, he grinned,

"I am here to serve…"