Rowan could feel the wave of disdain and anger coming from the Chaos Door, who did not attempt to hide his emotions when he spoke of the other children of Chaos who refused to adopt this technique.
“I take it you are on the side of Caine.” Rowan smiled.
“Of course I am, and you should be able to tell the benefits of the technique he passed to us. Don’t you feel that sense of freedom in your Soul? The burden of our father’s unreasonable demands has been stripped away and finally, you can make your decision with a mind not addled by madness”
“What decision?”
“You can side with us, the loyalists of Caine, and become a fellow Traveler of the Blood, or you can side with the fanatics that wished for their bodies to be nothing else but a flesh suit for Chaos. That decision lies with you, also when you truly understand all the intricacies of this technique, there will be many hidden benefits you will uncover. You know, there is a reason I am able to survive through the Eras, and a significant portion is due to this technique.”
Rowan considered his words for a while before speaking, “Do I have to make this decision now?”
“What? For a child like you…pfft… you are funny. No, you don’t have to make the most important decision in your life at this moment. You must reach the levels where you can move unaided outside the universe, only then would you be acknowledged and summoned before us all to make that choice, and although we develop quickly, it should take you at least five thousand years to get to that level, that is, if you don’t die before then hahaha…. Maneuvering your way into a Supreme World! The guts on you kid.”
Rowan breathed out, “So, I have time to make my decision.”
“Yeah, you do, but trust me, it is not as long as you think. Live long enough and time becomes shorter in your eyes. At first, a year would seem like a long time, then a century would become as short as a year, and then a millennium would become as short as a year, and then ….”
The Chaos Door began speaking increasingly faster until his words became a blur, “A myria-annum becomes a year, and then millions of years become as short as a year, and then….”
He continued for a while, already equating billions of years to be equal to a single year when Rowan interrupted him, his head beginning to ache, “I get it, I don’t have as much time as I seem to think.”
“Yes, you don’t. Now it’s my policy not to interfere with the lives of the young, and I have done more than enough to help you, so you can ask for nothing more from me. The Aura I consumed from your body was a ticking time bomb. Perhaps the Archmages here would not be able to detect it, but the Tower Master of the Black Tower would know this Aura, after all, he can already roam the many universes by himself and has come in contact with other fellow Children of Chaos. So I have saved your life and your plans, young Traveller of the Blood.”
“Thank you Labaletai,” Rowan said, truly grateful for this assistance, but he would not be deceived unnecessarily, as he tempered his gratefulness with caution, perhaps this was just a simple technique that all powers at the level of the Chaos Door had readily available to them, and he wanted to play on Rowan ignorance and sell a random piece of stone for the price of gold.
He hesitated before speaking, “Would it be possible for you to teach me this technique for consuming Intent?”
“Haa, dream on kid. A Supreme Technique like this is not easy to impact on others. Look at how difficult it was for you to gain access to a Supreme Technique, which I should say was relatively easy for you to accomplish, or do you think Supreme Techniques are easy to come by?”
‘For me it is!’ Rowan nodded internally, he had already gained two Supreme Aspects that he would begin to cultivate once he took his Berserker Aspect to its Origin state, but of course, he would never say this thought aloud.
The Chaos Door suddenly threw a bombshell, “Although it is not necessarily impossible for me to repeatedly use the technique on you for a price of course.”
Rowan paused before asking, “Why would you want to repeat the technique on me?”
Labaletai chuckled, “Did you think the Intent of Chaos is that simple? I have consumed the Intents in your body all right, but in a century or less, it will return. You are as much a creature of Chaos as his fingers, and his control over you goes that much deeper. His Intent would inevitably grow back unless you have a method to surpass his bloodline, which is impossible, so you need this technique to suppress his Intent constantly.”
Rowan nodded, this might just be what he needed, every Supreme Technique was powerful, but he trusted his Primordial Record to be able to copy this technique if it was used enough time on him, and in addition, he should not forget about his third mystical bloodline that controlled luck and wishes.
Recalling the description of this bloodline:
Tree of Desire: Controls the flow of luck. Once every year collect lost treasures and dreams. Once every Century collects lost wishes and Destinies. Once every Millenia grants a wish. Once every Era grants an Impossible wish.
What he needed was the power of this Bloodline to grant wishes, he did not know how powerful its wish-granting ability was, but he placed his attention on the wish that could be granted every Millenia.
Perhaps he could not make a wish to be granted a Supreme Technique out of thin air, but with the assistance of the Primordial Record, he saw no reason why with the combination of this bloodline he would not be able to copy this Supreme Technique.
Rowan replied to Labaletai, “What would I have to pay for you to perform this technique repeatedly?”