The Primordial Record

"Five seconds left…"

The memory was crumbling, and the destruction had reached such a profound level that a vast stretch of its vista began to vanish, replaced by darkness. It was almost as if Rowan was watching the tiny neurons and sparks of light inside a brain go out.

Galaxies above disappeared leaving spots of nothingness and of the combatants in the memory, Golgoth had vanished leaving only his left leg behind, he had been caught in one of the memory wipeouts and his body and a greater portion of this world disappeared.

Erohim's seemingly dead eyes had begun to show more light of activity, as the inevitability of his death becmore assured as Rowan's countdown continued.

Yet something was troubling Rowan because he could sense that deep within Erohim was not fear or detachment, but pleasure and expectation, and a sort of morbid fascination with him. Rowan doubted that Erohim was aware that his inner thoughts had been noticed by him or that such a talent was even conceivable.

Up till this moment, Rowan did not understand where he acquired this skill of deep discernment that could pierce through the haze of any falsehood, at this moment that was not the issue, Erohim must know something that he didn't that should assure his survival, and that troubled him.

Nevertheless, Rowan had done everything that could to manage the situation, anything that cup would be dealt with.

Erohim shook his head, "I would not continue with the path if I were you Romion,"

"Three seconds left…"

"You are indeed family Romion, this vicious streak of yours, informing your victim of the countdown to their demise…" Erohim smiled, "tsk, tsk, downright diabolical. In that case, there is no need to play with kids' gloves any longer, I have given you a wonderful deal Romion, something that you should have cherished and grabbed with open arms, but my goodness has been thrown away like thrash, you spat on my face Romion, and for that, the next deal would no longer be favorable to you."

Dreadful threats to be sure, but Rowan was only half listening to Erohim, his focus was on the considerable changes happening to his consciousnesses as the infiltration of the World Seed reached an advanced level. He had already cleared a majority of the skull and what remained was unlocking its core and merging with the skull.

"Thump!..

Something was stirring inside his consciousness linked with the World Seed and it was distracting, like an itch he could not scratch. Could it be? Rowan did not dare to hope, because it was too early, he expected their awakening when he merged with the SuprWorld not before.

"Thump…"

It would seem that his first children were about to be awakened. Most likely influenced by the fact that the merger with the SuprWorld would soon be complete.

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The amount of energy he had used to reach this point was ridiculous, every energy from the dead universe was being diverted here, although he was still surprised that he was able to advance quite quickly through the SuprWorld, he had estimated weeks not days, and he pegged this progress to be as a result of the makeup of this SuprWorld, and his relation with it.

If it was true that he shared a connection with Erohim then his assimilation with his skull was a byproduct of that connection.

His perception was digging deeper into the core of this skull and with it croadblocks in the form of knowledge checks. Rowan's breathing settled, no matter what Erohim had planned he had reached the final checkpoint, and he estimated that although what happened next would seem like it would take a long time, with his perception, barely a second or two would go by.

Linking with the core of the skull was like allowing his consciousness to dissolve inside a serene lake until he becone with it, and then the World questioned him.

Mortal Layer/ Material Composition Analysis — First Layer

What is the compensation point for Ethereal lightning in a vacuum traveling under 0.6 Ohn, factor in spatial arrangement and aspects…

Bloodline convergence on a series of Gray Apes with an evolutionary tendency to self-isolate on conception, outlines the necessary resources needed to complete a standard evolution, Prevolution, …..

Wind speeds over a million-mile crater on the impact of a gale technique caused by a sectional technique of Earth-

level impact…

Thousand-mile imprint on the surface of the third revolving moon around…

Clouds movement with pulse of…

Earth crust movement in a supermassive volcano….

At first, Rowan was a bit confused before the onslaught of unending questions that slammed into his consciousness, but when his World Will began effortlessly answering these questions he understood that he was seeing the inner workings of a World Seed taking over a planet.

He had never merged himself with a World Seed before and he did not realize certain steps that had to be taken to complete the process. When Chaos was in control of this ability, he did not have the authority to understand how merging with reality at this level worked, but now it was different, he no longer had the knowledge and power of a Primordial backing these abilities, and he would have to make it work using his power and wisdom.

Rowan felt a bit of doubt in his abilities to succeed, but that sensation was brief, if there was anyone capable of doing something like this, it would be him.

Focusing on the gigantic task before him, he followed the activities of the World Seed closely.

What was happening now was the skull querying the World Seed on its capability to manage its mortal layer functions, from wind speed to sunlight, to the birth and evolution of the creatures that were born on the planet. All the trillions of activities that would occur to ensure life and the standard progress of a world were shared with the World Seed and it had to ensure that it was answered correctly.

If the World Seed was incapable of understanding and solving this problem, the merger with the world would most likely fail, and even if it didn't, what would result from it would be a failed world on the edge of destruction.

At first, the questions were easy, and solving them was barely a challenge, however, this did not last for long. The questions began to increase on a scale of complexity that caused his World Seed to stutter in confusion, reaching levels of impossibilities that could not be easily derived from any prior experience, after all, Rowan had no preliminary knowledge of a SuprWorld, or did he?

The benefits of having multiple consciousnesses cinto play as he began digging into the roots of his dimension, to the portion where he had fused with the Fragment of a SuprWorld—The Mountain and Sea Ruin.

Rowan had never bothered to truly understand all the tiny details in his realm, although doing something like this was on his agenda later in the future, at this tall his consciousnesses was dedicated towards battle, plus he did not have access to this level of information before and had not realized how much of it he could now access.

Digging deep into the roots of his dimension was no easy task, as the amount of information contained in a tiny strip the size of the head of a pin would fill a library the size of the moon.

The challenge here was to find the right information, and Rowan spent a few moments sorting through an ungodly number of unneeded data until he struck gold.