The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1824

Chapter 1824: New Balance

What did Rowan know about Death, the Beast of Final Rest? Without thinking about it for long, the first thought that entered his mind was... thief. Yes, thief.

Rowan was born with dominion over the soul; it was his birthright and the power he had earned by his efforts over the years.

Over the years, he had claimed a lot of soul, and their Origin remained with him; their essence and energy were seen as the fair exchange for safeguarding the most precious part of an individual’s life.

After learning and understanding that all the Soul Origins under the dominion he controlled went to him, Rowan had carried out his task with all the importance a position like that necessitated.

It was upon his death that he had figured out that a part of the souls that died within Reality and all Realities were taken by Death. Its crows patrolled throughout Limbo, and they harvested every soul that was not nailed down.

Rowan did not pursue this investigation for long when he discovered it. He recognized that he was far too weak to question the methods used by Death, and like all the powerful entities Rowan could not challenge, he began to study this entity.

The first conversation he had with Death, this entity had been studying him, but Rowan was also studying Death; every word he said, every phrase, his intonation —everything was carefully examined to pick out even the smallest detail.

Rowan had questioned Death about the Primordials. He had wondered why such ravenous jackals were left to consume all life in Limbo with little to no consequences, and Death had replied that everything came to him in the end, and it did not matter if they were Primordials; in the end, one day they shall also come into his embrace.

Its words had been, "What they want does not matter. You mistake the actor for the stage. They slaughter, I observe. They rage, I wait. Even Primordials tire, even the greatest dealers of destruction falter. When their fire gutters out, I will be the silence that follows. This is inevitable."

Rowan had not believed those words; he knew of the virulent appetites of the Primordials, and for such supreme entities, it was impossible for them to lie down and die when the feast was over.

They were evil, yes, but the Primordials were not mindless. If Rowan could recognize that one day in the future, when all Realities had fallen, then their fate would be to meet Death at the end... an entity that they had spent countless eternities feeding.

Rowan had no way to counter the words of Death, not at that moment. He had many thoughts that would invalidate the words from this entity, but he chose to remain silent and watch. He was the Will of Truth, and one thing he knew about truth was that it was inevitable.

Still, the Seed of wariness had been planted in Rowan’s heart, and he began to shift Death towards the lens of enemy.

To test the profile that Rowan was making for Death, he offered up one of his greatest secrets, which was the layers of his Dimensional Flesh.

Rowan was able to seed multiple Origins in his flesh, thereby he could become the first Primordial with multiple Origins, and it was all due to the talents of his dimensional flesh and his inheritance as a Living Reality.

Giving Death the option to take one part of his dimension was equal to Rowan relinquishing a part of himself to Death. Rowan had a hint of what he was offering to this entity; in essence, he was telling Death he could make it a Primordial. The Beast of Final Rest could have another identity, the Primordial of Death.

If Death had accepted, Rowan would be losing one part of himself forever... but Death did not.

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