The Primordial Record - Chapter 975

Chapter 975 Manifesting The Supreme Circle

Rowan's uniqueness could not be denied, his power and potential were absolute, and even with the barest given to him, he would be able to make miracles out of it.

The Primordial Record had previously called him a Nascent Primordial, and that was before he evolved into a dimensional entity, a being that even the Singularity did not fully understand. The further evolution of his dimensional flesh was a testament to his comprehension ability.

Despite the pressure he was undergoing as he planned for the battle against the Reflections and any unexpected enemies that might come up, he was also working on his power base and creating something better than what he previously had.

He was fully cognizant of the fact that his mental state and potential would destabilize anyone who viewed it.

So Rowan was wary of scaring these powerful beings with a display of his entire potential, and he did not want to reveal too much for them to wish for nothing but to possess his powers, he just needed to find that sweet spot in between fear and desire.

This turned out to be much harder than he thought, he had pretty much broken every concept of normalcy repeatedly when it came to revealing his capabilities to these two, and even till this moment he had not begun to accurately judge what was considered a supreme genius in all of reality and how he could lessen his talents to be considered a supreme genius and not a monster, a freak... Old Man Seed knows how to name things, does he not? Rowan's thoughts wryly.

What is the difference between a lovable freak that is cherished for their uniqueness and a monstrous freak that scares you for the impossibilities of their actions?

Andar was a lovable freak, the mage was a perfect genius, the sort that was hailed by the masses as a champion of determination, tenacity, and grit... he would face challenges, and he would suffer, and from his suffering, he would claw out a victory by the skin of his teeth.

He would have fellow geniuses who would compete with him on his journey, they would inspire him, he would fall in love, conquer the great threat facing existence, and all would love him... Andar was perfect... the perfect freak.

Once again the feeling that he was about to create great changes in reality that was far ahead of his apparent power level came over him.

The feats he was capable of were beyond nearly all mortals and immortals, and he was about to create great changes in all of reality simply for making a minor bit of effort.

His consciousness touched the first ring of fog and outside his body, a massive change occurred.

A nebulous ring of fog appeared around his body with a total circumference of about seven meters, and with a dull thump everything was pushed away from within the ring, leaving Rowan's surroundings free of even air.

An invisible pillar of energy erupted from his position that blasted into space and the earth beneath, leaving Rowan hovering in the air above a thirty-foot-deep crater and the clouds churning as if a meteor had just torn its way through them.

Old Man Seed's domain began to tremble as dark clouds covered with a purple glow began to surge from the East, seemingly appearing out of nowhere and shaking his domain to its foundation, a loud sound erupted from Rowan's position carrying a powerful shockwave, and intense heat that transformed the picturesque landscape of this dimension to one of ash and darkness.

Rowan's eyes were closed so he had not fully observed what was happening around him, he was only feeling an intense sense of relief as if a burden he was carrying was suddenly being shared by the world. His consciousness surged forward and touched the second circle of fog.

Outside his body, a calamity descended, but the immediate surroundings around Rowan were tranquil, an observer would almost call it sacred.

Nothing could touch him, not even particles that were smaller than atoms, and although his surroundings had been deprived of every single particle, even light, and should have been dark, it was the opposite and it was filled with light.

The ring of fog stretched for another seven meters as a second ring joined it, hovering a few inches above the first ring.