The Primordial Record - #254 - 254 Thousands of Years of Deception

His Angel could find Envy.

Tasking Suriel to search for Envy was another method for Rowan to find the Divine Kingdom, so the moment Erohim attacked Rowan, Suriel began searching for Envy using his Astral Projection, it was up to Rowan to keep the god attacking him for as long as possible.

Erohim was imprisoned, and his methods of attacks were few, and so in order to kill someone like Rowan he would need the assistance of his Divine Kingdom, and so, when attacking Rowan with his Domain and part of his soul, the gates to his Divine Kingdom would be wide open. 

Proper preparation leads to luck. Rowan was lucky that he made several fail safes, and now here he was inside the Divine Kingdom of Erohim.

Everything went as it should, Erohim attacked with his might, and Rowan slipped through the cracks of his assault and came to the god’s front door, and brought their confrontation to the next level.

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Valen Boreas rubbed tired eyes, the events of the past few weeks, especially the last few hours, had been straining his patience and mental capacity.

He was the governor of Trinad, and for the three centuries he held this position, it was a dream come true for him. Far from the politicking at the seat of the Empire, he could devote his time to his studies and his vices, and he had excelled in both. 

Becoming a Spirit Territory Dominator was the height of his potential and he achieved it, leaving so many of his peers behind who were now dust, and he was still thriving, also giving birth to thousands of children after marrying hundreds of wives fulfilled his vices, and he was contented to spend the remaining years as the governor of this world while focusing on ways to extend his lifespan. 

But it seemed the truth of existence holds for everything, there can never be eternal bliss or happiness, sooner or later when the dice of fate rolls, it would come out as snake eyes. Because of his three centuries of plenty, he was now having three months of woes.

For the past months, his troubles were unceasing and compounding. He was about to welcome the end of the decade and the beginning of the Great Storm when he heard the news of monsters falling from the sky.

What should have been a relatively simple clean up effort turned to something else as these monsters had the ability to gather beasts related to themselves, for example, a single golden wolf was able to gather an army of a million wolves to its side.

The irony of the situation was that this whole disaster was only possible because of the actions of himself and the other two governors on the planet.

Due to the harsh climate of Jarkarr that was brought about because of the Great Storm, it was normal for the governors of the three continents to import wildlife into the planet every now and then, it was seen as a fun pastime activity and a way to maintain the planet consciousness. 

As the health of a planet consciousness could be dependent on the amount of living things inhabiting its body. It was not a necessary component, but the last thing the governors of Jarkarr lacked was money.

Bringing vast horde of beasts of all variety was seen as a sign of affluence, and it was an ego boost to take their friends and partners around the planet and show them the vast game reserves that should be impossible to foster on the planet, Valen Boreas also followed this spending habits, but not as much as the Yul Boreas the governor of Krakow, he was notorious for importing large amounts of second circle beast and keeping them muzzled and weak, which was a stupid idea in all ramifications thought Valen, why would you want to gather a vast amount of second circle beast and weaken them to the first circle? But he supposed it was due to their body size.

The Continent of Krakow had gone dark a few hours ago, after weeks of patchy communication from the continent, this news caused a few of Valen rich blue hair to turn white at the root.

(Unknown to Rowan, the chief reason why Vraegar the dragon could perform so spectacularly was his lucky break of consuming so much second circle beast that had been weakened to the first circle, and he quickly surpassed the first circle and reached the peak of the second far faster than should be possible. Rowan had woken up the moment Vraegar reached the third circle, although his intuition had informed him of these events, he could not accurately understand its message.)

Valen Boreas sighed, of course when the golden beast descended on the planet, it was not taken that seriously, in the long history of Jarkarr there had been many alien beast invasions from the stars, and this was no different, especially with the Great Storm incoming and every Governor was busy making sure their workers reached the various cities in a timely manner, besides the incoming Great Storm would wipe out every living thing on the surface of the planet, encasing the world in ice, and from it a rich harvesting of Blue Iron would resume in the next six month after the Great Storm subsides.

(This habit of importing large amounts of beast suddenly began twelve thousand years ago, and even the Governors who took up this habit did not know its true purpose that only few such as the Ancestors of the Boreas family were aware of it, the acts were promoted, but the true reason went deeper.

It was to sacrifice all the beasts on the surface of the planet to feed the fallen god Erohim. Interestingly enough, at that time Blue Iron had not even been “discovered by the talented alchemist” and it would lead one to wonder why continue feeding Erohim if he was not being utilized to create Battle Stimulant? What was the god Boreas using Erohim to achieve before he started selling his blood piecemeal as a drug?)