The Primordial Record

Rowan knew his biggest weakness was a lack of fundamental knowledge, although he could plan for numerous unknown events using the data he had on hand, this would always lead to a flawed method of deduction. 

It was like asking him to guess the size of a house, by just placing him inside one of the rooms. He could do his best to figure out how big the house might be from the size of the room, to checking the length and breadth of its windows and the doors, down to the overall dimension of the room. 

He could spend hours racking his head, and performing countless calculations, but he would be wrong because no matter how he tried to solve this puzzle or any premises he might draw, he could never truly understand what he does not know, and his guess work could only go so far. 

Not only that, but he could have guessed the house could be the size of a grand palace, only to find out that it was a single room. Furthermore, he had expected the Abominations he faced to just be newer variants of endless brutes, only to witness something apart from his experience. 

Rowan was encountering that sentiment, all over again, as he examined this new Abomination variant.

The red Kasaya it was wearing fluttered, in sync with the red flames inside the lamp, as if they were one entity. The face of the old man appeared peaceful, and apart from its enhanced size, seemed normal. 

Was this an Abomination? 

Color me surprised, these things can change classes on a whim! Were they not supposed to be some kind of mindless berserkers, and now they are what? A mutant monk? 

Well, if an Abomination had the potential of evolving to godhood, then he might have underestimated the path of their growth. It should be common sense that for something to become a being as lofty as a god, it must possess certain qualities. 

Well, he had never seen a god before, and therefore he had no idea of the qualities they might have. He was just learning as he went along. 

The Ouroboros Serpents around him were getting restless, they could see the amount of energy brimming inside this Abomination and with their nature of craving energy, they wanted to charge ahead, but Rowan reined them in. 

Battling with this Abomination was risky. With the wave of power he was sensing, this creature might just be at the Incarnation State, or maybe even higher. 

Furthermore, this was not his main goal, he would rather focus on leaving the Nexus, before the big bad appeared, than fight this Abomination. 

He looked back at the Abomination Core, to see if he could communicate with her, that was before she smirked at him? 

A red sun bloomed beside him, and before he could respond, a pillar of red flame shot at him with the speed of a laser. The Ouroboros Serpents barely covered him before the flames turned them to ash and blasted into him. 

His body burned as his skin and muscles melted, and yet the red flames also carried a physical force as it slammed him to the earth, pushing him hundreds of feet into the ground, and the red flames were maintained for ten seconds before it stopped, and it began to build again. 

The ground had exploded, and a massive crater that appeared to be the doorway to an active volcano appeared, the surrounding ground for hundreds of feet had been turned to glass by the heat, the heat wave had spread to the remnants of the town, and it burned to ash, the black smoke from the town turned part of the sky dark. 

Rowan was lying at the bottom of that hellish furnace, where he only had his head and part of his shoulders left, the rest of his body were just golden bones, gleaming in the flames. 

He had barely placed the Axe in front of his head before everything had turned to light and heat. 

The hand holding the Axe was down to metallic bone as every piece of flesh on it had simply evaporated, he squeezed the shaft of the Axe in rage at himself for underestimating his foes. His danger sense was definitely malfunctioning, as he should have begun running the moment he saw the situation changing. 

But why should he run? 

He picked himself up, in the short period before he stood, more than seventy percent of his body had regrown, the Ouroboros Serpents had rematerialized inside the void of his hearts and the pain of having his flesh vaporized had faded. 

He would be naked, if he did not have the foresight of wrapping the skin from the Ouroboros serpent first shedding around his waist. The skin appeared to be partly melted, but it would still serve. 

Recalling the method by which the Abomination created clothes out of the red flames, he shrugged mentally, for there was no way he could control his energy to such a fine extent. But at least he had a direction he could follow, he might not need mystical clothes if he understood how to create them using his energy. 

When he fully stood up, a shadow covered the crater he was in as the Abomination flew over the crater it made, and his sight showed him another blooming red sun erupting from the lamp. 

Rowan only had the presence of mind to lift his Axe to block his head, while summoning the Ouroboros Serpents with mouths open wide, whatever energy they could devour would reduce the impact on him. 

Although it did not seem to really matter, as his body was mostly destroyed. The keyword being mostly, as his head was safe, and that meant his spirit was still in peak conditions, and he could easily call up his Record. 

PᖇᎥᗰᗝᖇᗪᎥᗩᒪ ᖇᗴᑕᗝᖇᗪ

Name: Rowan Kuranes

Age: 11/33,000

Strength : 716.7

Agility : 715.9

Constitution : 1100

Spirit : 285.6

Class: None

Title: Plane walker, Chaos Blood

Aspect : Spatial Sight (Tier 3)

Berserker (Tier 1)

Skills:

Enrage (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Vortex (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Bash (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Dash (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Smash (Level 10— Mortal State Completed) Combo Attack (Level 10— Mortal State Completed)

Passive : Decipher language (complete), Ice–Fire soul (level 6)

Records:

𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗗 𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗕𝗢𝗥𝗢𝗦 [CHAOS BLOOD]- level 1 [0/10,000]

𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗟 REAVER – level 0 [0/5000]

Legendary Skill Gained: Chaos World Engine [3/3]

Chaos World Engine [Minor]

Engine One – 753,865/1,000,000,000

Engine Two – 568,564/1,000,000,000

Engine Three–997,666/1,000,000,000

Rift Rule Gained: Absolute Body [Locked]

Incarnation Path Unlocked

Path Gained: Chaos Territory Creation [Locked]

Active Skill Gained :

World Soul Manipulation [Locked]

World Recreation [Locked]

World Merging [Locked]

Soul Point :11,898.4532

Remark: Nascent Titan

This would be the first time he would be upgrading himself in the Legendary State, he could see that he had gathered close to twelve thousand Soul Points from the last battle, which was spectacular because it meant he might break through to the Rift State with this amount. 

But looking at his budding fourth heart, he was not convinced that was very likely, no doubt the amount of Soul Point he would need to get to the Rift State would double or even be multiples of what he was expecting. 

Yet, he doubted that was such a bad thing, as he could see that his existence had disregarded the concept of levels. 

There was no need to rush to the next level if his strength was enough to crush everything even at the Legendary State, unlike others, he could rapidly get stronger at any moment. So, he was learning to disregard the notion of levels, and just enhance his bloodline as much as he could. 

It would not matter if his enemies were in a higher State of Change, if a single blow from his hand could crush a planet.