The Primordial Record

Nodding her head as she accepted the command, Eva began to bring her hands slowly together and muttering a low chant, there were billions of tiny runes flashing inside her eyes, suddenly, a purple cloud swirled into existence in the middle of her closing palms, if someone would closely examine the rolling cloud they would notice the purple cloud contained sounds, images, text and so much more. 

She brought her hands closer together, and the movements of the cloud became more violent as more information was poured faster into it as her hands slowly came together, and when both palms touched, a single purple drop remained. 

"I have trimmed out all the fluff, but this is every single data collected from all over the galaxy for the last three years. It is… dense, are you ready?"

Rowan did not need to breathe, nevertheless he took a long one, and then he gestured for her to continue. 

With a wave of her hand, she sent the purple drop into the reflection of Rowan, whose spectral body became stained with a shade of purple. He groaned as countless streams of data, equivalent to billions of terabytes of information bombarded his consciousness every single second. Sounds, images, all the memories of tens of Angels scattered throughout the universe, he collected them all, and when it was finally over, he could not help but sigh in relief and then Rowan began his review. 

He missed his multiple consciousness at this time, as he would have been able to review the entire data in a much lesser time period, however, Eva had done an outstanding job at highlighting areas of interest for his immediate attention, namely the new galaxy they had begun infiltrating, the Empire and the wars being fought on her surface, the new changes inside the Royal families, and so much more. It was astonishing the amount of information that was gathered over these three years, enough to fill every library in a Minor World. 

After going through each file, the decision he was about to make was finalized in his mind. His thoughts were now fixed, yet he still had a few questions that were troubling him, and it was all related to the moment he transmigrated. 

Rowan remembered a conversation between his father, General Augustus, and a mysterious hooded figure. His great memory recalled every single word spoken, especially one word—Barbarians. 

According to the General, they were losing a war with the Barbarians, and the experiments they were performing were not bearing fruit. Yet, all the current investigation on the Empire had not revealed any single enemies that may have been called Barbarians. With the revelations from his mother, Rowan was now critically going through most of his memories, and that particular discrepancy stuck out like a sore thumb. 

The only two major enemies to the Empire were the Mages and Demons, and they have been in a war that had been ongoing for two million years. He told Eva his observations, and she agreed with him, saying, "I think we should critically review every single one of your memories while you were in the Nexus. Looking back now, I don't think you were brought into the Nexus after you awoke the first time, that would be too risky for a valuable experiment like you, but you were always within it." Eva frowned when she said the word experiment. 

Rowan nodded, he did not see any reason why the experiments on him would be done outside the Nexus, so that meant… 

Eva saw he had arrived at the same conclusion, and Rowan paused in shock as he rubbed spectral fingers in his forehead, as if he was massaging away a headache, "I never saw the entire Nexus! There must have been a small part of it that I missed because I did not see the mansion where I had awakened. Maybe there are deeper parts of the Nexus I never saw. Perhaps even the General and that hooded figure might have been deceived about what this was all about. Eva, I need to find the General and whoever that mysterious figure is. Task a pair of Angels for that!"

knowing how powerful his father was, he saw no reason why he should treat both of them like equals, it was most likely that they were merely pawns in his unending game. 

Rowan shuddered when he thought about the trap he had set for his father, he was indeed very lucky his hidden cards were just enough to tilt the scale in his favor, else he would be setting a trap for a small fish unaware that he was catching a Kraken. Rowan knew he would never be underestimated again, and the next time he and his father clashed, that fat spider would be going all out. Rowan feared he was a long way to becoming his equal. 

Rowan looked at his spectral hands, it was halfway as bright as before, his time was rapidly running out. "Eva I want you to immediately search for any known mention of the word Barbarian, in any of the Empire Archives you have access to."

Eva went silent for two seconds as she merged with all the Angels scattered across the Empire, and focused on an Angel who was buried in the Bramian Court, who was responsible for Record Keeping, and was an assistant librarian in one of the greatest libraries in the Empire with records dating back millions of years, before long she replied, "The only current close mention of Barbarians is from Nebulon Prime, a major world on the brink of war with the Empire, aside from that, there are vague mentions of Barbarians around seven million years ago, but information in that period of time is not within the scope the Angel at this time."

"That is good enough." Rowan replied, "This Tomes that you've created, tell me about how they work?" 

"They are an extension of your bloodline that I crafted using your Ouroboros Scales. With them, I can create an unhindered channel to any branch of Aether."

"Good." Rowan said, "How many do you have left?"