The Primordial Record

Chapter 978  Nascent Consciousness

Rowan forcefully calmed the storm in his heart when he saw the effects of the vision from the Supreme Circle, but he still dwelled on the alternate realities and their meaning, even wondering if they could be trusted when it came to understanding beings on the higher dimensional level.

This thought did not last for long before he discarded it, anything from a Primordial was always going to break the rules. He was a testament to this truth. His abilities and power were more considerable than most could ever imagine given his present level.

'Well, that was interesting,' Rowan thought,  'it would seem that a part of Old Man Seed's mind wants to destroy me, but if the visions of Fate are correct, there is a higher probability that I have succeeded and he considers me a good freak.'

This was good news Rowan surmised, if Old Man Seed had displayed more urges to kill him in most of the visions than his curiosity, then Rowan would have to take drastic steps to preserve his life, or at least make sure that they would not make any profit from his corpse.

Rowan turned and saw the figure of Elura and Old Man Seed, they stood just outside the ring of fog, and through all the devastation ravaging this space, they remained pristine.

They stood on empty air like Rowan because as the earth was renewed it was also destroyed, however this did not continue for long. It appeared as though Old Man Seed and Elura had been observing him, not interfering with the process of him awakening the manifestations of the Supreme Circle he had comprehended, and now that he was awake, the world that was shattering from the might of the revealed Circle began to heal faster than it was being destroyed.

It was a weird thing to see as grass emerged from ashes and the ground filled up out of thin air, and with a loud shriek the heavens that had been torn down from the sky were sent upwards once more.

Outside the fog ring, space continued to ripple in a weird manner, but this was the only indication that the domain was being healed faster than it was destroyed. Rowan knew that even this process of healing was slowed down in order to make sure it did not hamper Rowan's Supreme Circle.

Normally a powerful technique like this was deeply linked with the user's soul, and Old Man Seed would be able to effortlessly break it, but such an action would have a debilitating effect on the soul of the user unleashing the technique, Rowan would not have this same issue, but they did not know it, and so what Old Man Seed had done was to suppress the effects the rings were having on his domain and not the rings themselves.

Rowan understood this and he was grateful for the gesture. It would have been easy to suppress his Supreme Circle, but Old Man Seed was just countering the devastation it made, like pairing a shadow with every beam of light, thereby rendering everything to nothingness.

There was a mystical aspect to this move that the old man had just displayed effortlessly, it was like a dance of a sort, where every destructive event conjured by Rowan was nullified and suppressed. He was not just healing this space, he was opposing his destruction.

'Is this the path of battle that the bloodline of Miracle uses, or is it just unique to Old Man Seed alone?'

 Rowan had no way of answering that question at this time before the old man brought his hand forward and touched the invisible barrier created by the ring, the light of fascination in his eyes bright, with a slight push, he broke through the barrier created by the ring and entered into Rowan's nascent domain, his body twisting in a weird manner that avoided the four hovering rings of fog.

 Elura simply turned to a green fog that slipped through the barrier, but before she entered the fog swirled around Rowan's ring as if appreciating and observing every inch of it before it slipped into Rowan's domain. The first thing that she did when she entered and observed the environment inside the ring was to draw in a breath of wonder as she caressed the Nothingness inside of this space.

A sudden surge of outrage that erupted within the Supreme Circle when Old Man Seed and Elura entered into his domain was disturbing, Rowan knew that any technique or ability that reached this level would have a high chance of developing its own consciousness, but as of yet, the Supreme Circle was not even activated but the blast of emotions that had surged from it would have drowned a lesser mind.

This mind was not yet born, but there was a profound dignity and arrogance inside of it. The Supreme Circle knew that it was unique in all of creation, destined to stand at the greatest heights of creation, and the fact that Elura and Old Man Seed were higher dimensional entities did not bother this consciousness. Everything before its gaze should bow. Even the heavens above and the hells below, what then were the feeble creatures that inhabited it?

Effortlessly suppressing this emotion, Rowan bowed towards Old Man Seed, "I am sorry to have disappointed your expectations, I was able to master this much of the Supreme Circle, the remaining higher Circles elude my grasp, perhaps, in ten thousand, maybe twenty thousand more years, I should be able to succeed. There are many mysteries within the higher shards that I do not yet understand, it's like I cannot even recognize them."

The emotions that quickly played across Old Man Seed's face were a delight to sturdy before a mask of nonchalance took its place, "of course, you did not succeed in completing the Supreme Circles, although you are of my blood, and I expect something like this but you need to gain an Immortal soul to peer past the boundary of the finite and the infinite, although I wonder how you are able to withstand the infinities within the lower Circles, that should be due to your supreme talents, and you also have me to thank for your success, for the last seven centuries I have fed you enough treasure to bit off a healthy corner of reality itself. When I think about the price I had to pay to feed your endless appetites these last centuries…" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

A look of pain flashed across his face, but Elura who had been by the side all these while and peering closely at Rowan coughed into her palms, and Old Man Seed seemed to have caught himself before he looked away, "of course the price was nothing to me, but I did not expect to spend such amounts of resources at this time. Yet it was not all in vain… look at you Romion, do you have any idea of what you have just accomplished?"

"Enough of this distraction father," Elura had finally finished her observation of the space inside the rings of fog, "Romion, retrieve your Supreme Circle, even in its nascent state it is not something that should be easily displayed, in fact, I believe this should be the last time you summon it until you become at the least, a fifth dimensional being. I don't think even my father would be able to save you from the repercussions that would arise if the news of your accomplishments reaches creation."