The Primordial Record - Chapter 1507

Chapter 1507: The Primordial Domains (2)
Old Man Seed may have appeared to give him a lot of information but most of them had been of surface value and Rowan had not visited any of the Branches before he was pushed towards an inevitable confrontation with Fate when he was tossed into the Memory of Primordial Life.

There had not been much for him to learn or personally observe in the Land of Miracle and Rowan believed it was deliberate.

With what he had learned from observing Seed, Rowan knew that without falling under his control, this sneaky old man would not allow him any advantages, no matter how slight.

He might look brash on the surface, but Seed had always been an enigma wrapped in a mystery, but it no longer mattered what sort of being he was, he had placed himself firmly on Rowan’s radar, and that meant that Rowan would be dismantling the man to his core.

Rowan liked Seed, he was charming and his brashness was a welcomed addition to a world that feared his presence, but he had killed his friend, and for that, he would pay dearly.

The inhabitants of the Land of Miracles before the destruction of the Frozen Road did not venture out of reality as much, most of their presence had been kept inside the Eldar Branch since the dawn of the Supreme Era, but now their tendrils had begun to reach across reality, and in the map, Rowan saw a green mist emerging from the massive tree that was swallowing the dimensions around them, its reach did not equal to those of the Celestial but it was quickly growing.

Such quick responses to the destruction of the Frozen Road were all the evidence Rowan needed to confirm that indeed, the Primordial Domains had been waiting for such an event to happen because it was impossible for such rapid proliferation of forces into Reality without much planning going into it.

There was an opportunity here, and Rowan would not be missing it.

On his map, if the Celestial Domain was ‘North’ then the Land of Miracles was ‘South.’ there seemed to be a subtle sense of balance between these two forces as they strived to devour everything around them.

Rowan’s gaze shifted once more after a few moments observing the movements of both Primordial Forces and he turned towards the ‘East’ to the Inheritance Ground, the Domain of Primordial Chaos.

Instantly he could see the difference between this domain and the first two that he observed.

The Inheritance Ground was small, but this was relative to the other two Primordial Domains here if he compared it to any other average dimensions, it would be like comparing a grain of sand to the sun, but Rowan was not dealing with average dimensions at this point, what was on his mind were the Primordial Domains, and compared to the two, the Inheritance Ground that resembled a broken throne made from stone and dried blood seemed like an ant before two giant.

Rowan suspected if it was not for the presence of this broken throne then this Primordial Domain would be crushed by the others, and it was unknown what price Primordial Chaos had to pay to ensure that it remained in the higher realm keeping a home for all Chaos Bloods.

However, this small Primordial Domain held its spot firmly in the ‘East’ and the red Aura that was emerging from it representing its influence may be small in comparison to the two, but that was only in the higher realm, in the lower realms it was mostly dominated by red, and the other Primordial Domains were struggling to entrench their influences in the lower realms, but all their struggles only gave them surface control, the foundations of the lower realms belonged to Primordial Chaos.

“Interesting,” Rowan muttered to himself, Primordial Chaos had sacrificed the ability to root his body in the higher realms, instead he had conquered the lower realms, but had to be chained to the Gate of Oblivion, and if he knew the reason this Primordial accepted such a deal it would go a long way to understand the unknown dynamics between all seven Primordials.

Something sparked in the midst of all the red Aura that was Primordial Chaos in the lower realms and Rowan eyes brightened, the glow emerging from it would have frightened any of his children of they had seen it.

If Rowan’s perception were a fraction of a hair less perceptive, he would have missed the Orange Aura that was deeply intertwined with the Red Aura of Primordial Chaos, seemingly suppressed, yet still so persistent, Rowan’s dimensional soul vibrated as he felt the connection he had with this Orange Aura

“Primordial Soul, what is your story?

He suspected that without the knowledge of the Primordial Soul granted to him by the Eye of Time, he would have never been able to see her Aura, and he believed that was because of the influence of the Oblivion Gate and the rest of the Primordials who made sure that there was no knowledge of her existence, but unlike the Primordial Beasts, she could not be easily suppressed.

The Orange Aura that belonged to Primordial Soul was faint, almost appearing as if it would vanish in the next moments if a harsh wind swept across it, and yet it still held on.

Rowan saw no domain associated with Primordial Soul and believed it was one of the Primary reasons her influence was so minimal when she technically could have been the most powerful Primordial in reality by the fact that she controlled Soul Energy.

Turning his gaze to the the ‘West’ he was met with a confusing jumble of three Aura, a Yellow Aura that he knew belonged to Primordial Memory, a Purple Aura that represented Primordial Time, and finally a Black Aura that represented Primordial Demon.

Something odd was happening with these three Domains, because, unlike the previous three Domains of Life, Light, and Chaos, the influence they had placed upon the higher realms was almost non-existent.

Rowan could understand why the forces of Primordial Time were almost non-existent, but why was Primordial Demon and Primordial Memory contented to watch Light, Life, and Chaos devour the higher realms without much interference from them?