The Primordial Record - #237 - 237 A Battle To Shake The Empire

Dorian began to expand until he was well over three hundred feet tall, his legs were like gigantic oak trees, and his voice shattered space as he roared in anger. Flaming vines erupted from all over his body, and he resembled an erupting volcano.

The multiple flaming vines suddenly expanded and plunged into the ground, and flames shot out like a river and began consuming the moon. The portal on Dorian’s chest began to expand to show the sight of his Territory, and as it opened wider, the flames around Dorian’s body kept increasing in intensity and volume.

His body began to shift towards a more human form as if he were slowly mastering his third circle ability, and Dorian roar of exultation was carried by his Aether and spread all over the moon.

A pillar of flame erupted from Dorian’s body as his Territory was fully opened wide, and spectral winds blew through the moon, as the temperature increased drastically by multiple thousands of degrees.

A river of lava began forming below his feet and spreading across the moon; the lava were sucked up into space where they cooled and began forming rings around the moon, before they were slowly sucked toward Jarkarr, the entire moon began to decrease in size as Dorian fully unleashed his strength!

If he did not stop unleashing his flames, then soon enough he was going to destroy the entire moon, and that devastation would most likely spread towards Jarkarr!

The sight of the erupting flames could even be witnessed by people on the surface of Jarkarr, as the skies lit up as if a ball of fire was hanging above their heads.

They had barely had the time to get used to the various drastic changes occurring around the planet. The moon catching on fire was just another transition in a period filled with them, and the rumor of the impending end of the world became widespread, and the worship of Erohim increased.

The chaos happening in the world was slowly fermenting and the news of this battle had begun spreading outside Jarkarr to the Empire, as it was forbidden for Dominators in the second circle to fully unleash their powers on a Minor World.

The actions of Dorian were a total breach of that law, and as the news spread, various channels began to open up and the situation of Jarkarr began to be known to the rest of the Empire. A battle such as this outside the field of war in Trion was rare, and it was most likely that it would shake the Empire, and cause intense scrutiny from both the Bramian Court and the Justice Council.

Rowan watched all the motions of Dorian like a hawk, his serpentine eyes zooming across each movement of fiery Aether wielded by Dorian, as he watched the sheer destructive power of Dorian in appreciation for its power, there was no way he could truly battle this man without tearing apart the surface of the planet.

Rowan created multiple Telekinetic shields and infused them with his Aether to keep himself protected from the flames, but even his shields were failing as the edge of his energy cloak began to steam, he thought that perhaps the temperature on this moon was getting closer to that of a sun! “Fascinating.” He whispered.

Sounds and even the presence of air on the moon was being created by Aether, and since they were both using so much of it, the environment on the moon was beginning to change, as fiery clouds began covering the moon and in the other side of it, a volcano erupted.

This battle had pressured Dorian in a manner that was difficult for him to articulate, as his foe did not seem that strong, but the effects of his abilities were irritating, but that seemed to be enough of a boost to push him closer towards the Third Circle.

His present condition was the most powerful he had ever been, Dorian’s voice boomed, “you think you can kill me! Ha ha ha, it will be the other way around, and your death by my hands should be your honor. Do you have any idea who I am?”

“Yeah, I think I do.” Rowan said as he pulled out the blade of Dorian he had just buried into his large flaming skull. The body that was sitting on the throne had vanished sometimes in between Rowan reply, and he had appeared on top of Dorian and slammed the blade into his skull.

Dorian body halted in shock, his eyes opened wide in bitterness, and before he could roar in outrage, Rowan appeared on his neck, and sliced through it, decapitating Dorian with a single slice of the blade.

The look of shock remained on his face as his large head fell like a boulder, and before it even reached the ground, it weakly spoke, “I thought you… you said you would not use that blade against me.”

Rowan shrugged, “I lied.” His Ouroboros Serpent erupted from his body, and they all plunged into the shrinking hole in Dorian’s chest, and the eyes of Dorian widened, but before the Territory closed the last Ouroboros Serpent had already entered it.

“Impossible, nothing can violate the sanctity of my Territory without my permission. What did you do? What did you place inside my Territory?” The head of Dorian spoke as it began to wilt, his massive tree body began to shrink and dry up, as if its vitality was being drained.

“You are right Dorian, nothing should be able to enter your Territory, but you have been eating a lot of my body during the past month haven’t you?”

“What… I don’t understand… how can you break your word…you promised…”

That was the last words of Dorian before he turned to ash, leaving a desiccated tree and a heart that resembled black marbles streaked with flames. His shock, anger, and regret were left in the air, and it was so thick that Rowan could literally taste it.

He licked his lips.