The Primordial Record
chapter-969

Old Man Seed had strolled past countless universes and dimensions, weaving around troubling dominions like the Celestials and Abyssal powers who had once more begun light skirmishes along their borders.

Light skirmishes that at the moment were drowning a hundred universes in blood. The Chaos Bloods and the Titans had also begun to battle, with rumors of a crazed fiend preying on young universes unbound. A Sacred Calamity had awakened and even from his position, countless dimensions and universes away, he could still hear its shriek.

The edge of the Dimensional barriers every seventh-dimensional powerhouse was expected to maintain had begun to shrink. If this was happening to them, what did it say about what those older monsters were experiencing and shielding reality from?

His awakening by his daughter Elura was also sure to draw attention, as the other Primordial Domains would begin awakening their ancient monsters in order to counter him should he make a move.

Unrest within and outside. Banners of war were being raised, and the death toll had swelled the banks of the River of Souls.

An interesting time was coming to all of reality, and Old Man Seed could not help but imagine, that he now held a pivotal piece.

It was the reason he must travel the way he did, not using a higher dimensional road but cutting through space-time in the fifth dimension. This was the quickest way he could travel while avoiding any form of detection.

He was pursuing a secret he had heard many Eras ago, about a battlefield where no one has ever returned alive, a place where it was claimed that a Primordial had fallen.

Old Man Seed did not know if the latter part of that tale was true, but he had gathered enough shreds of evidence about the first, and the benefits it brought for those that defeated it. He grinned internally, where he was pushing Rowan into was almost impossible for anything to survive, but that was what was required to forge a Supreme.

The journey continued for another seven months until he arrived at a destination, a massive star the size of a galaxy that was burning with a green and black flame. This star was hidden inside a Time Warped zone. A special and rare region where every rule of reality was upended.

This star might appear massive, but it was far bigger than what even its size suggested, as even throwing in a thousand universes would not fill up a quarter of its volume.

Dwelling within this star were manifestations of wonders and horrors.

Old Man Seed retrieved the Tenebris armor and held it up, he would wait until Romion actualized the first Supreme Circle, something he believed that he was capable of, and then he would give him enough resources to complete the Circle, before thrusting him into the star.

This should be more than enough to temper Romion for the journey ahead. Besides the resources he needed to consolidate further Circles that could be found inside this star, some of them were hidden by Old Man Seed, and he would require them, something told him that perhaps Romion would need far more resources than normal.

He should have listened to this intuition more closely.

Aware that he might have to wait for millions of years for Rowan to complete actualizing the first Circle, Old Man Seed created a domain around him, which took the form of a world filled with large trees and long rivers, where massive creatures made from rocks and trees roamed with impunity, finding a large Bodhi Tree, Old Man Seed sat on its prominent roots, whipped out some of the wines given to him by Rowan and threw it into his mouth with a contented sigh.

He hid this world inside a Temporal zone in the past and weaved time to make sure that its entrance could only be found in a broken future, effectively making this domain impregnable.

After a few hours, he was down to the last bottle, but with a snap of his fingers, all the bottles of wine he had consumed in the past returned, and he continued his endless drinking binge. His eyes slowly closed as if he was about to fall asleep and then he frowned and looked to the heavens where the lone figure of a woman stood aside from his domain and knocked.

"Elura, this kid does not give up."

It had been a short two years, and Elura had found her way through his weaves. Her comprehension capacity and power had grown in his absence and Old Man Seed could not help but feel a twinge of pride and pain inside his heart, he had failed her too many times in the past.

With a shift in his Will, a passage opened for Elura, she could already see him, and even if he did not open the passage, in a thousand years or less, she would be able to make her way to him.

Greenish golden lightning coalesced beside Old Man Seed as Elura appeared beside him and looked around, her face set in a frown, she had many thoughts in her mind, but the first thing she said was,

"Where is my son?"

Her gaze suddenly fixed on the invisible spot in space where the Tenebris armor was hovering and her eyes shone with an emerald glow as she investigated it, "Is that what I think it is, Father?"

"Oh, that little old thing, perhaps, it is not what you think it is," Old Man Seed smiled and threw a bottle of wine into his mouth, "You should try this liquor from Romion, it has a unique flavor that I can't seem to get my head wrapped around. There is something strange about it." "You…you…" Elura sputtered in shock, her eyes fixed on the spot in space, "You stole the Tenebris armor from the Labyrinth?! Did the many Minor Eras of Sleep drive you insane?"

"Shh… Not so loud girl, that bastard has ears in all corners of reality. I did not steal what was always my own. Technically I only called and the armor answered, it is not my fault the doors to the Labyrinth were left wide open for anything to just walk right out."

Elura massaged her forehead, as a phantom headache appeared out of nowhere,

"You lost the armor in a bet, to a Prime! I gave you permission to train my son, not to… Wait, what did you do? Don't tell me Romion is inside the armor?"

Old Man Seed grinned, "Got it all in one. But I did not lose my bet to a Prime, I lost it to his Shadow, those are two very different concepts, and yes Romion is inside Tenebris… before you lose your head, he has already withstood the trials, and in such a short time that you would think the Tenebris Armor has begun to weaken, besides I gave him special techniques to manage the trials of the armor"

"It does not matter," Elura growled, "There is a field of Nothingness inside Tenebris, you are leaving him no path but madness and ruin, only a… World Bearer."

Elura's eyes narrowed as she stared intensely at Old Man Seed, "Father, is there something about my son that you are not telling me?"

Old Man Seed chuckled, "I know your son is one of the greatest geniuses ever, but don't you think you are giving him too much credit? How could he be a World Bearer daughter? You could as well say he is a Shadow of a Primordial!"

Elura looked away, and this time it was the turn of Old Man Seed's gaze to narrow, "Elura, is there something about my grandson that you are not telling me?"

Elura sniffed, "Get your head out of the cloud old man."