The Primordial Record - Chapter 1090

Chapter 1090: Corrupting Influence

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The eyes of Jerediah unexpectedly snapped open. Due to the state of time-dilation they were experiencing, the force of opening his eyes so quickly shredded the top part of his face leaving his two bloody eyeballs loosely held in place by small strings of flesh and bones staring at Rowan with madness.

His mouth cracked open and he began to speak, every word shredded his face to pieces, and a red haze burned the air due to the incredible friction experienced as Jerediah's weak flesh pushed against the molecules in the air that were harder than Adamantite at this time dilation level, but the mad will in his eyes showed he was not even aware or did not care that pushing himself to such a level was destroying his flesh,

"So it's you," Jerediah rasped, his throat exploding into ribbons, "My god and Creator. Shame, I thought you would be taller."

Jerediah turned and looked at all the Blood Bound and chuckled darkly, "I don't have much time left, I have always imagined what I would say when I stood before my maker. When I was young I forced myself to pray. There has always been a god-shaped hole in my heart, waiting to be filled. I needed answers, why was I born this way, why was I cursed... so many whys it could fill an ocean... but now looking at you, I have my answer."

Rowan slowly cocked his head to the side, "What is your answer?"

Jerediah smiled and on his features, it was a thing of nightmares, "There is none, I live, I die, everything that happens or exists has no purpose, not for the weak, we don't choose our fate, it chooses us. I regret nothing, and at the end of my life, I shall be yours."

Rowan stepped back from Jerediah whose body had begun to rapidly crumble to pieces, his reaction speed was catching up to that of Rowan, shattering his flesh to nothingness, and this was no surprise, for on the day Jerediah met that shadow, it left a piece of itself inside of him. The shadow intended to bury the last of Rowan's consciousness but it would have never imagined that a piece of Rowan was now aware.

Jerediah was never an Ascendant, even that was a lie, there was no way the World Will would allow Rowan's power to become integrated with its own.

What Jerediah displayed to the Blood Slaves was nothing but borrowed power, and when he shed his skin and showed the guise of an Ascendant, it was only the piece of the shadow lurking inside him that others saw and they were deceived, thinking Jerediah now had the body of an Ascendant, and with this deceit, the Resistance had crumbled.

"Fuck... Fuck.... Fuck... I can't stop it, what the fuck did I swallow, Aarhh, it hurt."

Rowan's eyes gleamed and he seized the head of Lababletai and turned it towards him, "Kill this avatar of yours, quickly."

"What?! Are you crazy, not even talking about what that would cost to my essence, we have not completed our transaction. I was not paid enough for this shit!"

Rowan growled, "Your essence cost would not be an issue, the payment I shall give you shall be tripled. Here..."

Rowan gestured and the massive bracelet above shuddered as a massive shockwave erupted from it, the bracelet rapidly shrank and slid into Rowan's left hand. He wordlessly brought out four pieces of glowing red rock that made the eyes of Labaletai glow with greed, the Chaos Door forgot for a moment the peril he was under and stammered, nearly drooling,

"How about your deliveries, if I destroy this Avatar, it would take at least another four years before I would be able to return."

Shadows were beginning to leak out by the side of the Chaos Door and Rowan snapped, "Then I shall wait for four years until you return. Now hurry, before your Avatar is completely corrupted."

The Chaos door hesitated, looked at the treasures in the hands of Rowan, and looked back at his handle that was only a single inch from being opened and he gritted his teeth, "Hold on to my treasure!" and then he unexpectedly vanished.

Rowan waited with his eyes closed and then he sensed it, a sort of explosion that rippled across space and time, not even detectable to most immortals because it took place outside of Doom Star, and he could only sense this explosion because of his dormant dimension who felt the surge of force ripple across it dead beaches.

He sighed and cracked his neck, he had gotten rid of two hidden dangers because he had carefully played his hand.