The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1829

Chapter 1829: Choosing The Right Path

Telmus released his hold on his chimeric form. He allowed the consumed essence of the Primordial Demon to surge forth, no longer containing this power.

It transformed into a raging, conscious entity, furious at its subjugation. The ghost of the Martial Artist, of the master of the Dance of Final Silence, rose within him, seeking to dominate, to use this ascension to reclaim its own existence.

Even in death, the Primordial still struggles.

Simultaneously, the thousands of other essences he had consumed as he reached Nascent Primordial began to war inside of him, the resilience of gods, the profound wisdom of dragons, the shattered lights of Celestials, the countless warriors and mages and beasts, all erupted into a cacophony of conflicting wills, memories, and desires.

Becoming a Primordial meant being acknowledged by all, yet holding fast to your own Will.

However, for Telmus, the challenge was not over, because he still held seven accomplished Wills of powerful entities with potential reaching the level of Primordials.

The bloodline of Triuiplop with the Will of Growth was baptized by the surging tide of essence arising inside Telmus’s veins, faintly exceeding the Wills of the thousand essence that raged in his body, and it may have served as a counterbalance to the chaos threatening to tear his senses apart, but this Will was not alone.

The Bloodline of Hekaton joined the fray, a brilliant, stubborn flame in the chaos of his ascension. However, Hekaton carried the Will of Hope, and no matter how it rose in defiance, it still fed Telmus the strength to push ahead... it simultaneously gave him hope even while taking him toward destruction.

Telmus had no chance to observe this conundrum as the Bloodline of Pyanop became the bulwark that kept his sanity in check, with the Will was Endurance, his ability to withstand this ascension reached tremendous heights.

The fourth Bloodline of Metagei flooded him with the Will of Faith, and Telmus had to struggle to keep his mental state in balance, else, with the urging of the Will of Faith, he would drive himself to madness and destruction as he forgoes all the limits he should impose on himself.

The Will of the Bloodline of Yuleti was Justice, and it raged against the chaos in Telmus’s body; it sought to quell everything, even if it meant suppressing his ascension to the rank of Primordial.

The Maimak Bloodline revealed itself through the Will of Sacrifice, which was determined to push Telmus into giving up all his accumulations and placing them upon his daughter. With his insight and power, the chance for Staff reaching the level of Primordial would be greater than his own.

Why should he keep struggling when he knew that he had once handed the mantle of his power to his daughter? Now that he had resurrected, he should not be selfish and give it up to her. He missed his wife and desired to hold her in his arms again.

As Telmus wrestled with the Will of Sacrifice, Anthesterion, who held the Will of Unity, began to compress all of this chaos into Telmus’s core, multiplying its potency to an unearthly degree.

His body began to distort, and eight arms burst out of the sides of his body, flailing. His form began to bloat and shrink as different essences fought for dominance.

Telmus had no idea, but he was beginning to scream, and the Ebon Host remained motionless, a perfect, silent circle around the storm, absorbing the cries of Telmus; else it would have reached all ears inside Reality and outside of it.

With that announcement, he stopped fighting the ghosts of the past. He stopped trying to dominate the chaos. Instead, he began to listen. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

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