The Primordial Record

Fury stepped into the Spatial Tear with no hesitation, as the space crack behind him zipped shut, plunging him into a chaotic darkness, he closed his eyes because even though his eyesight was stellar, it would only serve to confuse him in this chaotic place.

He used his heart.

Fury’s senses had transcended his physical shell and now he perceived the world using something so ephemeral that descriptions of it were lacking due to how high the bar was for anyone to use it.

He let himself witness reality like it truly is and in the untold chaos of it, he smiled. He missed this. The allure of the unknown, and the thrills of the chase.

There was a layer beneath reality called The Dark or the Shadow realm. This layer lies beneath all of the reality across the known universe.

Some creatures like Lamia were blessed with the ability to be able to live and transverse through this space at will, but for others it was impossible, simply because of the presence of many factors, chief among them being wandering Spatial Folds.

These folds exist inside the Shadow Realm and it is theorized that it was the reason why travelling through a short-distance inside it would lead to a vast difference in the distance travelled in the surface universe, for a single step inside the Shadow Realm can be equal to a billion miles outside in the universe.

Normally, inside the Shadow Realm there would be dozens of Spatial Folds roaming about, but that was not the case in the current Shadow Realm that Fury was about to go through, all because a fixed teleportation tunnel had been used here.

To create a fixed Teleportation Portal, multiple Spatial Folds were gathered and fixed in place, and depending on the distance that was to be transverse, there could be a hundred, thousands or even millions of Spatial Folds that are fixed in place, so if anyone steps through the portal, their single step was through multiple Spatial Folds that effectively shrank the unfathomable distance in the surface universe to a single step, so a mortal could easily move from Trion to Jarkarr, a world hundred of light years away.

The destruction of the Teleportation Portal led to thousands of roaming Spatial Folds and each of them could slice through adamantine with ease, not only their sharpness, their nature made their movements chaotic and quite difficult to predict with any certainty, as they would shift through space without any reasonable order.

Fury began mapping every single one of the Spatial Folds, and even in their chaotic movement, he was generating a pattern, and in six seconds a path through the thousands of Spatial Folds appeared before him, and then he took a step.

With that single step, he travelled through the roaming Spatial Folds, and most astonishing, he used their powers to shrink the distance to his destination and he arrived at an area of blank space.

If the Space before him was to be torn open he would be at Jarkarr, directly where the other Spatial tunnel connected, Fury debated internally for a fraction of a second if he wanted to teleport to the location where there would most likely be a hostile presence, but he decided quickly that it was the reason he was here.

Decision made, he was about to slash open space and his heart shook, two massive reptilian eyes the size of mountains opened before him.

And Jaws that were miles wide snapped shut faster than a lightning strike.

Although Rowan expected the next series of actions from the god to be violent and hold various surprises for him, he underestimated its degree.

Now that he was ascending his bloodline he was in a uniquely delicate situation, and he could handle blows up to a certain degree but not beyond a certain point because his Absolute Body would be too busy supporting his growing bloodline and less on its defense. His size had not only grown, he had gained thousands of Attribute point when devouring the Divine Kingdom, he just had to bet that his preparation was enough, for there was no more time.

His bloodline seemed eager for its growth as Avatar of Eve broke past the Rift State and quietly slipped into the Incarnation State, there was no need to search for any other Incarnation in his bloodline source because Rowan realized his Incarnation for this bloodline had always been here with him—Eva.

The shadow of the woman who had been with him since his bloodline was in the Mortal State was his Incarnation, he was not too surprised about this however, because deep down he had suspected something similar.

“You are mine, Eva, and whatever your past may be, trust that your future is safe and secure. This I promise you. This I swear!”

Eva shivered, and smiled, her eyes held a bit of a tear, she appeared beside his growing body for a short while and touched his fingers before vanishing back into his Palace of Ice.

He doubted any other Dominator had Incarnation like his own that were sentient or as filled with such a rich history and background, and the act of Ascending into the Incarnation State began transforming Eva and she was covered in darkness.

His body that had grown to forty-one feet tall immediately shrank down to twelve, and he looked at the Price for upgrading the bloodline to its peak Incarnation State, and it was an astonishing 400,000 Soul Points required.

Although he tried to suppress the fluctuations from his body as he ascended, it was quite impossible beneath the gaze of a god for Erohim must have sensed the changes in him, as he suddenly attacked furiously on all fronts, including the fragment of his Soul inside Rowan Palace of Ice, but the effects of that attack of the soul on him was limited as his current Palace of Ice at the Incarnation State was not the same as when it was at the Rift State.