This intrusive thought was stuck in his head, his memories were fragmented but he still remembered that the Primordial Record could not fully understand the intricacies of his dimensional flesh, as far as he could tell he was the first living dimension in existence, and although the Primordials had been around even before time began, it did not mean there had ever been anyone else like him.
His understanding of dimensions and how to manipulate them came instinctively to him because he was a dimension and knew that if someone else wanted to hide under his sight, this was the route to follow, but was this manner of thinking common? Could it be that his greatest advantage had been with him all along but he had just been chasing fluff?
This line of thinking was exciting but also dangerous. This could all be a deliberate trap set by the Eye to deceive him, and he should not rush down this path until he had gathered enough evidence to assure him that he was not making a deadly mistake, before then he would assume that the Eye knew the details of all his abilities, this was a necessity at this moment where he was at his weakest.
"Your aid," Rowan asked, "What would it be worth to me?"
Noah Rithmast smiled, "I would have been very disappointed if you did not ask this of me."
Somehow, Rowan doubted this statement very much, but he kept silent.
"You know of the Great Darkness, the fourth-dimensional realm of Chaos," Noah gestured and the space in front of them parted and something emerged.
It was like a blob of amorphous darkness that was interspersed with light of all shades. A mortal or even an immortal who had not reached a higher dimension would not be able to interpret what this was, their minds and souls not grasping the entirety of the picture, but Rowan's soul was at the fourth dimension, and even without this, he would understand that he was seeing a map of the Great Darkness.
This map that the Eye created was not larger than a few meters, but the details it contained were ridiculous. Just an inch of the map contained more than a million third-dimensional universes, and this was just the surface.
It was said that Chaos the Primordial was the Creator of every universe in existence, according to Eva the Lady of Shadows, a single strand of his hair was a million universes, and since time immemorial he had been bound by chains by the other Primordials, held at the Gates of Oblivion.
Rowan had seen the vision of Time being torn apart to create the foundation for every higher dimension in existence, but he had failed to realize one thing-There was something that came before Time and that was Space.
Chaos was Space.
If the Primordials had dwelled in Nothingness, then it meant that there had to be something before any lesser living beings could be created. Except for beings at their level, nothing else could survive inside the Nothingness.
If this was the case, what had prompted Chaos to become the first Primordial to essentially chain himself for all of eternity in order to create Space?
There must surely be a reason for this act, and if what Time was saying was the truth, Chaos was hoping that this act would have borne fruit and he would no longer be chained but it seemed it turned out not to be the case.
Rowan was also aware that there had been a war that concerned the Children of Chaos against the Primordials that only ended when Caine betrayed Chaos and sided with the Celestials to suppress the Intent of Chaos from causing trouble in the universes.
Did this mean that also like Time, Chaos was betrayed by the other Primordials? Was there a benefit to keeping Time and Space bound for all this while?
On the surface of things, the answer to this question was rather simple. Time and Space have
become the foundation of all reality. If Chaos was to be free of his Chains, did it mean that all of space would vanish? If Time was to regain his body, would Time itself as it was known in reality cease to exist?
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