The minor argument between Old Man Seed and Elura faded into the background as Rowan yearned to open up his Primordial Record but he held himself back, he was in the presence of higher dimensional beings with unknown abilities and he could not risk the chance they could detect the Singularity.

He was aware that it was almost impossible to deprive him of the Primordial Record, but the Third Prince had proven that he could be manipulated into going against his interest. However, what he did not understand was the fact that Elura seemed almost unaware of the Primordial Record.

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In the fragmented visions of his past that were slowly revealed to him as he grew stronger, he came across a vision of his birth. In that vision he saw him newly born in the arms of Elura, and behind her was a shadowy figure made from darkness with dagger-sharp fangs for teeth—The Third Prince.

In that vision, Elura had cradled him to her breast and called him, her precious child, the answer to her dreams, the Third Prince on the other hand had called him his prize and it was in the presence of the three of them that the heavens had opened up, and carried down wreath by massive lightning bolts was the Primordial Record that descended with the birth of Rowan.

Rowan could not be one hundred percent certain, but he believed that his mother was similar to the Third Prince, they were both Reflections, but their similarities ended here.

The Third Prince was a self-serving bastard who would destroy everything in order to claim it. He lusted for power and authority, and even his body was shaped after Rowan’s appearance just so that he could stand one more step closer to claiming what he considered to be the most precious treasure in all of reality.

Elura was different, she had secrets that Rowan was too young and weak to understand, and although her directives were to serve a higher power, at the moment she met Rowan, the love she felt for him was selfless, and he believed that his true mother the Shade of Elura must have found a way to deceive or hide information from the gaze of the real Elura who dwelled outside the universe.

One of the Primary reasons Rowan stopped attacking Elura when he discovered the woman before him was not his mother was an acknowledgment of the sacrifice of his mother, whatever she wanted to show him and had labored over would be wasted if he allowed Elura to overpower him.

He was not just going to be careful because of his interest alone, he would honor the sacrifice of Elura, which she was sure would remain unknown to Rowan, but with few clues, he was able to piece out a portion of what transpired.

She had given him the answers, but he needed to confirm a few of his speculations before he could open it up.

With his dimensional flesh free from the Tenebris armor, Rowan closed his eyes and arched his back, his long diamond-like hair waving in the wind, and his perfect physique that was only covered by a simple leather knee breeches, kept his modesty.

With his sudden expulsion from the armor, his true appearance was revealed to the world, and the arguments between Elura and Old Man Seed ceased.

Drawing deep breaths into his lungs and savoring the feeling of escaping seven centuries of being brutally crushed, Rowan could not help but smile. He had never felt stronger.

At the corner of his mind was a brimming awareness that represented the Supreme Circle, it felt almost like a dream, a thought at the back of his tongue that was waiting for his acknowledgment to come into reality. He just needed to speak it into life.

He wanted to be lost inside this feeling, but with the understanding of the Supreme Circles, he knew the moment he manifested them in reality then he would have to activate them in their entirety, and he could almost estimate the number of resources that he would need and it was stupendous.

It was almost as if the Primordials that created this technique had never intended it to be activated. No normal person who had suffered countless years of struggle to master the Circle would be able to find the amount of resources needed to actualize it.

It was a good thing that he had access to Soul Energy, but that was not going to be his first option at the moment, he needed to understand the true situation around the Supreme Circle because he discovered that many things were not adding up.

At this moment, the Supreme Circle was in a dormant state, he had the framework, but it was still non-existent, and when he chose to activate it, he would not be able to stop until it was complete.

The previous argument between Old Man Seed and Elura made him frown internally, for anyone else, spending Eras trying to decipher the Supreme Circle was normal, but for him, it was just a bit challenging, but he had made a mistake and showed too much of his brilliance at once.

There had been two choices before him, delay his comprehension of the Supreme Circle and appear a bit more normal, or push forward with his true abilities and deal with what would be coming next as a result.

Rowan was still in danger, too weak to decide his future, he could not afford to waste time inside an armor of darkness while cut off from reality. He needed power and knowledge in a speedy manner, so he selected the second option and used his true talents, and now it was time to deal with the repercussions of that decision.

He knew that his talent was so bizarre and powerful that it was possible that in all of creation, he was matchless.

Although he had learned that he was not the first holder of the Primordial Record, nevertheless, he was the first that had reached a level that exceeded all previous users of this Singularity due to various factors in the past. One of which was the manipulations of the Third Prince that deprived him of the full power of the Primordial Record and forced Rowan to evolve himself to a level that placed every previous user to shame. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

He had to adjust himself to fit the power of the Primordial Record instead of the other way around, and in so doing, he had made himself into a being that was unique in all of creation.

The challenge he had before him was how much of his talent he needed to reveal to Old Man Seed and Elura going forward, knowing that he had overplayed his hand already.

This was not a matter of just holding back power, but revealing just enough so that he did not scare them off or cause both of them to lust after his powers with no consideration for his future.

Rowan’s weird intuition had sensed the moment when Old Man Seed had felt fear when he saw a bit of his talents and accomplishments, and even though it should be ridiculous for a seventh-dimensional being like Old Man Seed to be afraid of a mortal, Rowan was special in every manner.

With the enemies Old Man Seed had faced, and the type of supreme entities he had come across, this fear was not something that could be easily shrugged off. Rowan knew a seed of doubt had been planted in the heart of the man, and his actions going forward could water it, or choke it.