?The difficulty in creating this body for his Reflection was mostly centered on how he could mimic all his powers effectively even without their roots being inside of it. Rowan had tried various scenarios inside his Knowledge Well and discovered that it was impossible.
His Mental Space that contained his Territory and Nascent Primordial Bloodline was too ‘heavy’ to be carried by anything that was not sufficiently powerful.
What Rowan needed was to cleanse his Ouroboros Bloodline, for unlike the Nascent Primordial Bloodline of Sheol, his intrinsic abilities were totally manipulated by Chaos’s Will. Without his second bloodline, he would not have truly understood how deep the taint was.
The moment he ascended into the Legendary Stage back when he was in that World with a Red Moon, his fate was no longer his own, but with the assistance of the Primordial Record, he was beginning to rid himself of this grim fate.
Except for the Primordials, everyone else was in chains. .
Rowan knew Eva was correct, he should do away with his Ouroboros Bloodline, it was the correct thing to do, instead, he should focus on his Primordial Bloodline and how well he could survive outside the universe, disregarding the ease at which he could harvest Soul Energy inside the universe… That was what everyone else might choose, but everyone else did not see the full picture.
Rowan saw this as an opportunity instead. He would be letting go of this bloodline, at least for a little while, and he would be killing two birds, hopefully three with one stone. Create his Will, remove the Stench of the Old Ones, and catch prey. If nothing else, Rowan was a hunter. .
Separating his Territory and Sheol was far more challenging than Rowan had expected, for he needed a body that was powerful enough to bear them. When Rowan created this body for the Reflection he had pushed more than ninety-eight percent of his total bodily essence into it, and what was left could only bear his mental space only because the root of his bloodline was still present in the body.
This would not do, without the root of his bloodline inside the body of his Reflection he would not be able to deceive whoever sought to interfere in his Ascension, but if he placed the root of his bloodline inside the Reflection there would be nothing that could carry his mental space
Rowan was stuck at this step, for separating his bloodlines was proving more problematic than he thought, but after seventeen hours of endless simulations with Knowledge Well, he was able to bring up a plan that barely worked, it was using the remnants of his previous body while dwelling inside the body of Vraegar for a short while.
Rowan had not yet created his Sovereigns at this time, and plans were on the way, but with the nature of Angels, he knew they would not be able to carry his Territory, because they were mostly creatures of energy, and he needed somebody with tyrannical physical capabilities.
Vraegar was the best option—his only option, and Rowan summoned the dragon and told him he had a very important task for him.
When the dragon arrived he was puzzled at the gigantic sleeping form of his father and the smaller body next to it, but he pushed the weird eccentricities of his father aside, knowing that it would cause far more trouble trying to understand his plans than just to follow along.
Vraegar was presently filled with the Essence of thousands of Abyssal creatures and was eager to continue his conquest, this new request of aid from his father filled him with joy, but before he could begin querying about the task at hand, his sight fell into darkness as Rowan knocked him out.
The dragon was very powerful at the moment and Rowan did not have access to his physical capabilities with his present body to easily disable the dragon, so Rowan simply blasted his mind with a brief burst of his Primordial Sight, with Eva as an example he knew most creatures he came across would not be able to handle such dense amount of information, it also helped that they were connected with him and would not be able or inclined to stop his mental messages.
With that out of the way, Rowan retrieved a part of himself that he had kept hidden for so long, which was the Spinal bone that Vraegar was birthed from. Rowan had seized this bone in Jarkarr and presently only his arm was still left in Trion, he idly wondered what happened to that gigantic centipede that was born from his limb.
After he had separated the Empyrean Essence of Vraegar from this bone, what remained was purely his Kuranes Bloodline, and with this bone linked with Vraegar once more, would be stable enough to carry his Territory for at least three years.
That was how long he had before his Territory would shatter the dragon to pieces in body and soul.
Rowan parted the scales of the dragon and opened up his nine-
chambered heart, placing the spinal bone inside this place he merged it with his bloodline. Since he was the one who took it out before, he easily replaced it.
The bone and Vraegar’s heart became one. As a result of this merger, the red heart suddenly caught aflame, burning with the fires of the Kuranes bloodline.
Rowan nodded at this sight, in order for this to work at all, he needed to burn the very root of this bloodline, alongside Vraegar’s powerful essence to carry his mental space.
Not wasting more time to rethink his decision, Rowan plunged his right hand into his head and dragged out what resembled a spinning universe, it was his Mental Space.
He shoved it into the burning heart and as he watched, the heat emanating from the heart began to slowly die down. When the heart extinguished itself of this flame, that would mean the last of the Kuranes bloodline with him was gone and Vraegar would have a limited time left before his body exploded, perhaps a few minutes at most.
Rowan closed up the body of the sleeping dragon whose face was wrapped in pain. He patted the snout of the dragon in consolation, the next two to three years would be hell for his child but Rowan promised in his heart to reward him in full.
With this part of his preparation completed Rowan merged the remaining two percent that carried the root of his Ouroboros Bloodline with his Reflection. For a short while everything was calm, and then the Reflection opened its eyes.
Picking up Vraegar, the Reflection swallowed it and waited for Eva to arise for the next portion of his preparation.
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