?Rowan also realized that even if the corpse of his father was not protected, it would most likely be kept inside the 9th Dimension. There was no way he could reach the 9th Dimension without the powers of a Primordial, and there was no way to become a Primordial without the eye.
This power was a quagmire that would need both incredible luck and enormous power to be able to pull off successfully.
If the Primordial Record could not show him all the mysteries behind this Will, then he may likely fall into a trap or face an obstacle that would be impossible for him to overcome due to his ignorance.
As far as he could tell his father was the only one who was killed by all the Primordials, and even Chaos was not killed but imprisoned, his power was alluring, but what if the reason he was killed was because of this power?
What if his father’s power was so dangerous or subversive, that even the Primordials would risk it all to kill him? This was something he had to seriously consider before he selected this Will.
Rowan sighed in frustration, the single second he was using was still in effect, but he could feel its passage, time was slipping away from him and he should make his decision, and not dwell on matters he could not find the answers to.
With the force of will and stubbornness that had grown to become a part of his nature, Rowan turned his gaze away from the Will of a Primordial and went to the next.
If the previous Will was as attractive as water to a man dying of thirst, this Will was equivalent to presenting that dying man with a lake filled with Ambrosia.
Incomplete Will of Soul Origin, a 9th Dimensional Domain Will, a power that would take him straight to the Primordial Realm, without any of the conditions the previous Will of Time gave to him.
This Will was the perfect fit for his bloodline of Sheol, and it was almost impossible for Rowan to take his attention off it. If he had not tried to create a Will prematurely, then he would have naturally inherited this Will as he grew his bloodline of Sheol to a higher level.
Everything else was thrown to the side. This was the one for him, there was no other Primordial that controlled the Soul Origin, for the Primordial Record was showing him a path to the peak that was distinctly attuned towards his bloodline.
Rowan could feel the subtle energy that this Will was sending out, there was a promise of the total grasp of the Soul, of life and death, all this would be under his Domain.
Even the Primordials would fear his power, for there had never been a Primordial who controlled the Origin of Souls, only Minor Powers like the Primordial Keeper and other Primordial Entities like the River of Souls, and others that he was not aware of, but they did not truly control the Soul Origin, only manage it.
He had crossed universes as a soul, escaping the clutches of the Primordial Keepers, and he had the opportunity to gain their powers, and now he could rule everything related to the Domain of Souls.
If he controlled this Will, then he would be the Primordial that all these powerful entities would come to worship, even the Primordial Keepers his enemies would become nothing else but his errand boys.
He also detected that if he accepted this Will his control of Soul Energy would shoot up, becoming greater than he could even imagine, opening an avenue of power that would dwarf whatever he was able to accomplish with this power at this time, with the versatility of Soul Energy, even those that were far powerful than him would find it difficult to counter him.
There were no drawbacks to this power, his bloodline perfectly suited it, and he could reach the limits of Creation with it, it was perfect for him, and his decision was made up, Rowan was going to be selecting this Will.
Yet, at the edge of his consciousness was a dull prickling, like an itch in the middle of your back that you could not quite reach, it was telling him that there was something he was missing.
Any other time Rowan would have ignored this itch, but he knew one of the most important decisions he would ever make in his life was before him and he could not leave anything to chance.
Rowan settled his agitated nerves, and held back from choosing this Will, turning to the last one.
This will was almost inconspicuous, it gave out no aura of power, the language used was not as complex or grand as the rest and it was almost invisible to his senses. If Rowan had not marshaled his consciousness himself with supreme effort it was too easy to dismiss this Will.
He settled his mind and read through the details of this Will, and he was silent for a long time as he deliberated.
INCOMPLETE WILL OF TRUTH — 1ST DIMENSIONAL DOMAIN WILL ( A Will born from your desires to find the truth behind everything, the mysteries hidden in the lost eternities, the Origin of the Soul, the birth of Primordials and the meaning of existence. This will is weak, a sputtering flame that can be put out by a single gust of breeze, yet if you nurture it, this will grow and lead to a pathway unknown, that is entirely yours.)
[NOTE: THE UPPER LIMITS OF THIS WILL ARE UNKNOWN… CHOOSE WISELY, FOR YOUR PATHWAY WOULD BE SET, AND CAN NO LONGER BE BROKEN. YOUR SOUL ORIGIN WOULD BE FOREVER BRANDED.]
Rowan sighed, what was it that he truly desired? That was the only question he asked himself and his decision was made.
No matter how powerful the other Wills were, they were known to all, and they already had great powers invested in them. No matter how much advantage he had with the Primordial Record, he would still face harsh opposition…
Besides, his end goal was not to become not just a Primordial, for even the Primordials were not infallible, there was something more… he doubted that it existed, but the Primordial Record had hinted to him about something like this existing in the deep reaches of creation… of a Throne at the beginning and end of everything, where the ultimate Truth could be found.
This content is taken from 𝘳𝑎.𝒸ℴ