Spreading his arms wide, Enoch spoke in a grand manner, "In this place, what did you think you were becoming? Should I still call you Rowan, or should I go by your given name, the Primordial Record?"
The Primordial Record
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*Light's smile
Saying these words to Primordial Life, Primordial Light smiled, and the next moment his head fell from his shoulders, followed by the keen of a blade. Rowan had stood up, and as he did, he cut through the neck of the Primordial, severing his lifeforce so quickly that Primordial Life's smile still remained on his face even as his head tumbled to the ground.
The Primordial Record
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*unlike these two here, Light
"Took you long enough to find out," Rowan laughed, "but then, unlight these two Light, I had to loosen your bonds so you don't perish. The method used to give you the powers of a Primordial while you are at the eighth-dimensional level is fascinating, and I am surprised how much I was able to learn from it."
The Primordial Record
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*can still
"Ah, your sense of mercy is distorted, but you are giving me more than I deserve, no matter how much I hate you Rowan, I canstill apreciate that from you," Primordial Light turned to Primordial Life, "Unlike this fool, who believes that he still has control, even after we were abandoned as the prize for his coperation."
The Primordial Record
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*Primordials
Of course, this division in Reality was created by the Priordials, and the power they wielded inside Reality, which they termed as Primordial Essence, was simply the Origin Essence of Eosah.
The Primordial Record
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*Rowan
With all eyes here focused on him, Rowa brought up his right hand and opened his palm, manifesting a small yellow flame to hover above it gently, "This is a flame, for mortals, this provide them with warmth, a means to cook their meals, to light up the darkness and even for signalling purposes, but for them it can also be used for more, they could craft tools using this flame, use it to clear vast streches of land, apply it for defensive and offensive purposes, even for ritualistic purification... this tiny flames in the hands of mortals has so many uses,"
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*walked
"The world no longer revolves around you, Brangara." Root smirked, waved his hand, and walks away. "Not anymore."
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*powerful
At the thirteenth level, these two techniques should not be this powrful, their might now was nearing what he would consider the power to be gained at the sixteenth level.
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*he failed
Rowan had freed the Primordials of their madness; his Incarnation was lost inside a place below Existence as he knew it, and he was not alone. Beside him was a malevolent force that sought to devour him, and if hr failed to achieve the purpose he set out towards when he proclaimed that he wanted to eat the Primordials, then all of the losses and sacrifices would be a waste.
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*and yes
Enoch on his throne unexpectedly sighed as if he was tired, "I understand you will not believe me, that everything I say to you would be viewed through the lens of distrust, and you would be foolish not to, but I understand that if I want trust, I will have to give you more, else you will never cooperate in the ways I intend. So…" he clapped his hand loudly, "Tell me what you believe to be my origins? More than anything, I see that question burning in your heart, and I am here to put that answer to rest. And ye, knowing the truth of my origins, would serve me better than you think, because it would enlighten you on the true structure of existence; perhaps, it would be enough for you to change sides."
The Primordial Record
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