The Primordial Record

When he reached the Peak of the Rift State, he stopped his growth, not because he encountered any barrier but as a result of his current Body size now being seven feet tall, and if he pushed for Incarnation, he was afraid his size would be reduced to an inch.

Rowan now understood that without the Benefits of his Absolute Body, it would be quite impossible to contain this bloodline, and he would be expelled from the material universe, his size was not the true factor behind the reason he stopped his growth. With his growing control over energy manipulation, even if his body was reduced to an inch he would be able to forge an energy body for himself that would fool the eyes of most.

But most importantly he could not afford to be expelled from the material universe, as it was often easy to forget that the Avatar of Eve bloodline originated far from the known universes, and from the brief view he had seen of what lied outside reality, it was a harsh environment that would be difficult for him to survive or even understand.

The sounds from his palace growth stopped, and it revealed itself in all its glory before his sights. The Palace now spread over two thousand feet wide, and the courtyard in front almost ten thousand feet.

The purple black Aether being generated was now multiple times more, and they created a mini storm that swept through the Palace of Ice.

Rowan's first thought was to check out the Astrolabe. As his perception reached it, he stopped in shock before he began to laugh. He would need to revise all his plans, but it was worth it, suddenly he felt free, with this single chamber unlocked by his bloodline, he would no longer have to measure his steps, and now he would run.

This changed everything, the Lady of Shadow truly picked what he needed at this time. He called the Ouroboros Serpent into his body and relaxed on his Throne.

The Astrolabe only had a single function — Fast Travel. It may seem simple, but its functionality was remarkable, in some ways better than teleportation.

What he needed to use this function was easy, he would point it at a direction, any direction, say a star at the end of the galaxy, and it would gather the entire Palace or the intended target and sent them in a stream of light that moved so quickly it broke all the concepts of speed and deliver the target to the destination pointed at. Of course, this all depends on the amounts of energy he placed inside the Astrolabe, and the amounts of entities that were being transported.

The energy used to move from one end of the planet to another was quite different from what he would expend moving from one end of the galaxy to another. He was in a unique position to give as much energy as required, but even he could run dry.

Where should he start?

Rowan looked up at the three moons and grinned, he opened a wine bottle and drank from it, then pointing at the middle moon, (which was the largest) with the bottle, he activated the Astrolabe.

A large circular rune appeared below his throne, and shone brilliantly and with a flash of light Rowan saw himself on the moon, sitting in his throne.

The bottle of wine in his hand exploded due to air pressure differential, but Rowan was not even looking at it, his mind was ablaze with joy.

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Suriel position was in space, where a while back his creator had given him a task to search for his weapon—Envy. Suriel would scour the entire planet until he retrieved that weapon, and with the upgrades to the Avatar of Eve bloodline, the form of Suriel was beginning to change as he grew bigger with more elaborate runes in his armor.

He felt the Palace of the creator shift in space, and he turned around, and saw a strange sight, a man sitting on a throne of ice, laughing soundlessly into the vacuum.

A flash of light and the man disappeared only to reappear on the next moon, and then he vanished once more.

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Rowan stared at the golden rat, he was currently on the third moon, which should be called Sha. He could easily see the surface of the planet from here, and he used the targeting function of the Astrolabe and drew the golden beast here to him.

The beast was still under The Lady of Shadow Spell and was idly staring into space while muttering nonsense, its words were mostly praising Vraegar the dragon, and it would probably take months before the harsh vacuum of space killed it.

Rowan observed the creature for a while, "Hey Eve, can you…" Rowan paused as he noticed the head of the Lady of Shadow shaking side to side in a firm disapproval, it did not take much to understand the reason, that she no longer wants that name.

"you don't want to be called by that name any more right?"

Smiling, she shook her head, "it is my past, and you're my future. Give me a new name." Her intentions resonated with his blood.

Rowan looked away and peered at Jarkarr floating above him, in his previous life his world was blue and white, and although he had never entered space, he had seen enough pictures, and to the previous Rowan, it was the perfect representation of a world.

But that was wrong, Jarkarr was green and black, and now it had been colored by red, and yet it was beautiful in its own right, almost bewitching.

Rowan sighed, "The weight of the world judges us by both our present and our past. Our actions speak to the world of who we are, but does it define all that we are?" Rowan paused for a while, and turned to look at the lady of shadow, "You have become a part of me, that's makes you mine. If your wish is to change your name, I shall honor it. If the name Eve represents your death, I shall call you Eva. It means life, and new beginnings."