The Primordial Record

On the distant horizon above, two flaming suns were falling to the earth trailing a reddish fog that was similar to blood, and its aura was incredibly menacing. The earth that the titan Gothra’Inul was standing on had not shattered but no single part of it was not filled with cracks, especially in the position where the Eye of Time had once resided.

There was a massive crater in that position, so wide that one could drop a million universes inside of it, and it would barely fill ten percent of the enormous gash. Knowing how incredibly tough the earth he was standing on was, something that would require him to go all out to damage a small section of it that would not even encompass a few miles, he could hardly imagine the sort of power that would create such a terrible wound in such a short time.

Just the shockwaves released in that tiny moment had caused such great havoc across this entire space, and the titan fully understood that if this force had been unleashed in reality outside, it would have destroyed everything, except for the Primordial Domains, everything else would be gone.

Unlike the Primordial Era where power had been evenly distributed across all of reality, the Supreme Era might have seemed weak at a glance, but the truth was that all that potential had been squeezed into specific places, like the Primordial Domain, concentrating all of that power into a small area, and it was unknown the full ramifications of such a change.

From the words of Rowan, the titan Gothra’Inul fully understood that the land they were standing on was the body of a Singularity, but this was not strange to the titan, in the war that ended the Primordial Era, there had been multiple instances where Singularities were wielded on both side, and usually, the owners of the Singularities were the pivot that determined the direction of the battle, and as brightly as they shone, most of them never lived for long. A great example was Thenos here who was not even allowed to be born before he was slaughtered.

Among the many strange abilities that the titan had seen of a Singularity, creating such a powerful foundation that could seemingly carry multiple eternal realms on top of it while hiding from all of reality was not strange, but Gothra’Inul at this point did not know that this broken earth was not created by the Singularity, but it was the Singularity itself.

However, as Gothra’Inul gaped at the expanse before him, something changed and a presence appeared, forcing the titan to his knees.

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After he was blown away by the shockwave, Gothra’Inul had sensed it the moment that the Eye of Time vanished with the connection that the Eye of Time had created within him.

Unknown to him while he was recovering from his death in the Primordial Era’s war, the Eye of Time had been planting runes and esoteric pathways in his body so that he could become its host when it wanted to battle, and if it had not forcibly seized his body previously on Doom Star to attack Thenos and collect the Primordial Essence, Gothra’Inul would have never known that this body was no longer his own.

It was this connection that he had with the Eye of Time that made him realize the moment that the Eye vanished and the persona of his and every other higher dimensional immortal’s nightmare took its place, but luckily, only for a short while, and then there was silence and a sense of freedom filled his consciousness as the Will of the Eye that was ever present at the boundaries of his consciousness were gone.

The titan should have treasured this moment of freedom for longer, because there was no time to celebrate his freedom before it returned, that weight that the Eye no longer bothered to disguise, but the flavor was different, it was almost as if the Eye of Time that had returned was an identical twin, similar in every manner, but intrinsically different.

Gothra’Inul blinked his multiple eyes as if trying to clear them of fog, he noticed in the distance that Rowan was rising out of a mountain of ashes, holding his terrible blade that seemed to have been unaffected by the blast from the Eye of Time, his crown shooting out beams of golden light that tore scars in reality, his mighty body releasing seemingly endless waves of power.

However, looking at the glorious and yet incredibly abominable form of Rowan rising from a mound of ash the size of a universe was a small shift in the titan’s mindset, what held him spellbound was the Eye of Time.

Unlike before when the Eye had been a ragged fragment, filled with cracks and signs of wear and tear, with the madness that filled its every corner blaring out into reality like a torch, this new Eye arising from a swirl of purplish fog was… perfect. Free from the mental misery that was suffered by the previous Eye.

Its structure which resembled a crystalline purple cube glowed with a gentle hue that painted this entire reality a shade of purple, even the void above became filled with clouds of purple, and the presence of the Eye settled on all things.

It was the most beautiful thing that Gothra’Inul had ever seen, even a being whose essence was Pain, was floored by it. The beauty of a higher-dimensional being was expressed in many ways, but the most predominant form of expression was completeness.

A being like the Eye of Time possessed complete laws and its path was perfect, however, this perfection weakened it in the sense that it could no longer utilize imperfect forms of energy, and so its full capabilities were largely unutilized.

A Primordial disdained walking through reality because every form of energy or life in their vision was imperfect, nothing could be used, and so their perfection made them supreme, but it separated them from everything. The Eye had to endure being a complete creation in a broken reality.

This perfection was not all bad news for the Eye of Time because if it had not exerted itself in the past during the creation of its Reflections and all the other endeavors it endured just to preserve its life, then it would remain invincible and untouchable, it would simply float through existence until the end of everything.

Granted its influence on reality in its perfect form, especially in the higher dimension would be practically negligible, however, except a Primordial power sought to destroy the Eye, nothing in existence would be able to harm it.

Seeing the Eye of Time return in all its foul glory, the titan wondered how he could have ever forgotten that he was dealing with a fragment of a Primordial.

It was a testament to how horrifying the battle had been in these few moments that Gothra’Inul had overlooked the fact that if an eighth-dimensional immortal could not die unless the concept they embodied was destroyed, then why would he ever think that the Eye, a fragment of a ninth-dimensional entity could ever perish?

He did not understand everything that had happened or why the Eye had erupted a moment’s back, but the reality facing all of them was that the Eye of Time had returned.

"Boom!"

Still on his knees, Gothra’Inul was unexpectedly dragged forward and he clutched his heart in pain.

There was a sound like a heartbeat emanating from the Eye of Time, and it was dragging on the pathways engraved into his body.

"Boom!"

Like a puppet being controlled on a string, Gothra’Inul was shoved toward the eye as he screamed in anger and despair. He could not sense any form of purpose from the Eye, it seemed that it was simply spreading its senses and because of the pathways engraved in his body, he was being dragged into it.

The titan could have settled on sleeping inside the Eye of Time when it was dead and was recovering his strength, but now that he was alive, this would be a torture that he did not want to experience twice.

He turned around and rugged thousands of his hands into the cracks in the earth but it was to no avail, his body was being drawn towards the awakening Eye of Time.

A clear sound like the chime of a silver bell entered his consciousness and he looked to the side where Rowan stood looking at him with eyes that were incredibly cold and calculating, both of his hands grasping the great swords with chains rippling out from it like smoke, and he knew he had been presented with a choice.

Be eaten by the Eye of Time or be devoured by the blade of Rowan.

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