Chapter 1775: The Monolith Of Finality
At the Arena were five Primordials: Primordial Life, Time, Demon, Memory, and a new addition, Imagination. Two Primordials were missing, and they were Primordial Chaos and Primordial Light.
However, they did not attend simply because their position was weak in the hierarchy of the upper realms.
For Primordial Chaos, his Inheritance Ground had been gutted to heal the Great Desert, and now that this place of power for him had been destroyed, he barely had any representative to carry his Will to the Arena.
Still, with the changes in Reality, Primordial Chaos could easily find a way to attend, but he kept himself bound to the Gate of Oblivion and refused to leave, not even to participate in this event that could decide the direction of this Era.
In the case of Primordial Light, he had been weakened by the emergence of the New Light, and this once-dominant Primordial had retreated to the furthest reaches of heaven, where he remained.
A part of their Will was spread all over Reality, and they could vaguely understand everything that was happening, but the other Primordials knew that in this next series of events, Chaos and Light had the losing hand, and following the nature of Primordials, they took advantage of this and made no move in assisting their fellows.
Defeating Rowan in this Arena would not only give Primordial Demon access to the most powerful Throne ever created, but it might reveal the path beyond Origin from the autopsy of Rowan’s dominion when he was broken.
They all knew that Rowan was dangerous, but the Primordials were the ultimate predators who frequently killed the most powerful entities in existence. Fighting and killing dangerous foes were part of their skillset.
But unknown to them, the dynamics which they operated on inside of this Reality had changed, and the prey had begun to hunt them back. This was what led to a gap in their mental framework, which Rowan took advantage of.
Of course, there was a reason for Primordial Chaos and Primordial Light to be missing from the Arena, but it was Rowan who made sure that this happened.
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The center of heaven was called the Garden of Primordial Dawn, and it was aptly named for this was a place that possessed the beauty and tranquility of a paradise but also the unlimited radiance of a primordial.
To all of creation, the Garden of Primordial Dawn was the seat of power of the Celestials, and only extremely few and powerful Celestial Creators and other special lifeforms had been able to glimpse this place, but they were wrong about the true center of heaven.
The ninth dimension was Origin, and Origin had several layers. Only those with the understanding of the ninth dimension would understand that the center of heaven lies deeper than the Garden of Primordial Dawn, and it was in this depth of Primordial Light did Eva, the New Light found herself in.
After defeating Primordial Soul, Rowan had made subtle changes to his plans, but it was Eva who had chosen to return to heaven when she noticed that Primordial Light needed to be placed in check, for Rowan’s vision to have any chance of success.
There were great risks in what she was doing, but Rowan trusted her talents and capabilities, and he accepted the help and her sacrifices.
Eva had reached the Garden of Primordial Dawn, and in this timeless place, she had waited for what seemed like an eternity before a passage was opened to her, and she entered deeper into heaven. It would seem that Primordial Light had opened the path for her.
Was it out of curiosity, malice or greed, because Eva was taking a great risk by her actions here, and if Primordial Life wished to disregard all dangers to himself, then it was very possible that she would not be leaving her alive.
Eva did not hesitate and entered deeper into heaven, into its Origin, to a place where only Primordial Light had been, and soon she found herself in the third layer of Light. She should have known the name of this place due to the authority she possessed, but the answer was blurred from her consciousness.
To her knowledge, this vacuum was most likely Primordial Light’s action to show her that she was still far from the level where she could supplant his power.
Still, Eva now had power, and she revealed it; her light pushed against the finality imposed in this area, banishing it, and creating a sphere of control around her that rejected the idea that there was any other Primordial of Light except for herself.
“How curious…” the voice of Primordial Light reached her, and a passage opened in front of her, “If you are capable, step into the final layer of Light or leave this place and await the moment I come to consume your heart.”
Eva hardly paused before she stepped through the doorway and entered a vast realm.
Above her was not a sky as immortals understood it. It was a wound in the fabric of the Real, a cavity where the architecture of creation gave way to the raw, unformed potential of the Aether.
Here, there was no day, no night, only the silent, screaming pressure of infinity. It was neutral ground, a court of absolute zero, and it was here that the new sun would petition the old.
In the center of this realm was a massive black pillar that pierced the heavens above and was responsible for tearing a wound in this place.
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