The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1807

Chapter 1807: They Still Listens

"Dsmned if I do, damned if I don’t," Telmus groaned self-deprecatingly.

"Don’t take it so harshly," Eva laughed, "You have the best deal possible. Say Rowan was not in the picture, and you were born in a random universe without the intervention of the Primordials, and you were somehow able to make it to the ninth-dimensional level via your own effort. Then your fate would not change; you will enter Limbo, be poisoned by the curse, and you will inevitably meet the Primordials, and then you will die. I will not be surprised if most Primordial Entities end up this way."

Rowan stroked his chin in contemplation, "Eva, you have just come across a profound truth, Eva. Although Limbo is infinite, it has existed for a ridiculous amount of time. By the most conservative estimate, there should be at least one ninth-dimensional entity created every Cosmic Era. In a more vibrant Era, there may even be multiple ninth-dimensional entities appearing; by that logic, there should be millions of ninth-dimensional beings roaming Limbo at the least, but from what I have seen, Limbo is mostly empty of higher-dimensional beings."

Telmus rubbed his brows, a phantom ache racing across his spirit, "So you are telling me the real danger is not inside Reality, it is in Limbo."

"That is right," Rowan agreed, "I have plans to deal with what is in here with us, but you were made to help me battle what is out there. Despite all my gifts, I don’t think I can handle what the Primordials have become.

Telmus was silent for a long while as various thoughts flew through his mind at lightning speed before he finally looked up at the faces above,

"The plans that you have that hold back these monsters, are they foolproof?"

Rowan grinned, "No, they are not. At any moment, that wall can be broken, and I will have no way to stop it or ever to know what triggered it. I have done the best I can to prevent such a thing from happening, but there are so many factors outside my control that I have stopped trying to hold on to any semblance of control I might believe I have."

Eva blinked, "So our entire existence depends on luck and rainbows. Ah, we are fucked if the wind blows hard on a random day and a Primordial twitches."

Rowan smiled, "Look on the bright side, if the heavens collapse, there would be a brief moment before the end that I will be able to respond. What holds back the Primordial is the Wall of Aegis; it is the Singularity of Eosah, that is the name of this Reality."

"Rowan, correct me if I am wrong," Telmus suddenly said, "You say that if the heavens collapse, these walls can hold back the might of seven Primordials for a split second, correct?"

Rowan nodded, "Where are you going with this?"

Telmus looked at him and then Eva incredulously, "You both don’t see it? If there is a wall, can it be strengthened? I mean, I can be sure that this wall is not holding back the Primordials because it is extremely durable; it must have some properties that can resist their influence, so what is it, and how can you make those properties stronger? I don’t think it would eliminate the threats above, but it should give you more than a split second if they chose to charge into Reality, right? Well, with all that time on your hands, who knows what you might come up with?"

Rowan cocked his head to the side, "Hmm, I never considered it from that perspective."

"I would be surprised if you did, Rowan," Eva chuckled, "the nature of your powers expresses itself in absolutes. It is your greatest strength, but it also leaves loopholes behind. You are wise enough to recognize this flaw, making you actively seek out independent minds outside your own that would see the tiny clues that you might be missing."

Telmus perked up, "We can try to reinforce the walls. I can constantly hear the cracks forming on them. We can pump in conceptual energies, like my Will of Unity, or use even the bodies of Primordials if it comes to it."

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