Rowan stared at the grand work of the Supreme Circle and ignored the words of Old Man Seed for the moment, he allowed the burning flames in his heart to cool and reasserted the cold rationality of his consciousness.
Whether by accident or design, the events of the last few moments had shaken him and even someone like Rowan had to take a moment to gather his thoughts. The unexpected changes in his mother, the truths about Spirit Emanations, the disappearance of the fragment of Caine's Soul, the truths about the end of the Primordial Era…
Blows after blows against his consciousness and Rowan had reeled back, but now he had reasserted himself and his mind was finally clear.
Rowan's heart grew cold. No matter how benign the intentions of Old Man Seed, this was an ancient being who was used to getting his way and manipulations were a part of his spirit just as easily as breathing. Anything that had lived to become this old had terrifying mental capabilities and other was no way he did not know that the revelations he was revealing to Rowan would not shock him to the core.
From the start he had carefully revealed his hand, pushing Rowan towards the conclusion he wanted and if he was not wrong, then Old Man Seed would deliver the Coup De grace—the final piece of the puzzle that was supposed to cement Rowan to his side. Rowan did not despise the old man for this tricky move, in fact, he expected it and would have never trusted his fate and his education to someone who was not capable of affecting his emotions and thought processes. The true test here was on his part, if he had failed to recognize the subtle manipulations of the old man, then it was his fault for falling under his spell, he would simply not be worthy of playing the games of the strong.
There was no denying it. Among the powerful, everything was a game, but the stakes could never be higher, and sometimes the best result for failure was death, for in this reality, there was a far worse fate than perishing.
After his experience in the universe under the Reflections, Rowan had learned to mask the monster inside his soulless self, and he had revealed a bit of it to the Reflections in their last battle, but no one had truly made him reveal his entire might and his true core, and the truth was that even Rowan had never seen his true limits.
Erohim had seen a portion of it, at the end of his life, Third had seen a small part, unknown to Rowan, Andar had also seen something of him, and Old Man Seed had made a mistake and taught Rowan how to mask his Spirit early enough, or in time he might have seen it too.
It was this cold, utterly alien part of Rowan's consciousness that analyzed the events of the last few moments and came to a conclusion on it.
The Supreme Circle was a marvelous entity, and no matter how awe-inspiring it was, and it was truly awe-inspiring, he had seen greater. Rowan might not understand the entire ramifications of his powers and the things he had witnessed but only a small part of it would make even a being like Old Man Seed go mad in horror.
Just the merger between his second-dimensional body and the Primordial Record had created a being with the power that could equal a Primordial, and that was not the end of his potential.
He had seen all of reality perish, and not just a war to end an Era.
He had seen a Primordial perish in his hands as a forbidden child of the merger between man and Singularity.
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