The Primordial Record

Assigning direction, in reality, was difficult but not impossible, since cardinal points like north, east, south, and west did not have any arbitrary constant, and without the Frozen Road that could be used as a permanent Wayfinder, this task was much more difficult. Still, Rowan could simply make his own central point, and so that was what he did.

If reality was going to be changing then he preferred that he was the one that define it's direction, especially when it came to the matters of war.

Booze Palace, a small bar in the middle of nowhere became the central location where the Primordial Domain he had found revolved around, this would be a temporary solution, although Rowan had invested a considerable amount of resources into Booze Palace, this place was just a diversion.

If there came a time when his enemies rose against him, then Booze Palace would be the first to fall, Rowan was always planning for failure, he was powerful but against beings like Primordials, he was not foolish enough to consider that he would come out on top.

If Seed and Elura could cause him so much pain a month from now, forcing his hand and drastically changing his perspective on life, how much more would the direct influence of a Primordial? He was nearly a hundred percent certain that everything that happened to him in the Land of Miracles was encouraged by Primordial Life himself, but that was the Primordial acting through a proxy, still thinking Rowan was unaware of the game, but soon they would not be this distant.

At that time Rowan would have to prepare for losses, and Maeve was only the beginning. As cold as these thoughts were, it was still pragmatic, or else he was not worthy of the battle to come, and he would be better off killing himself here if he thought everything would go his way.

Placing these thoughts aside, Rowan braced his spirit and delved into the map, and the sight he was calling upon slammed into his consciousness with all the weight of reality and he grunted his body nearly collapsing into his chair, but he slowly pushed himself to focus and steady his consciousness.

Rowan smiled, a terrifying glow building inside his eyes but he suppressed it. With everything he had learned when he was at Limbo, the only reason he remained at the sixth-dimensional level was because of the constraints of his dimensional flesh being kept at the fifth and his unactivated bloodlines, when he fused his soul and body again, then this weakness would become a distant dream.

In the meantime, he had to endure and ensure all the foundations of his plans were steady. Most see the glory, but not the sacrifice made to earn it.

In the 'North' was the Celestial Domain, from his enhanced perspective, this area resembled a gigantic golden fan spread open. The form that Primordial Light chose to take was strange, and Rowan almost felt as if a trillion eyes were embedded in this fan that was staring at all of creation, he idly wondered if the shape of the Primordial was influenced by their Aspects or if their original existence itself influenced their present shape, although since they could always assume a humanoid form, this deliberation could be considered useless.

Massive golden clouds that were heavily tinged with blue, resembling lightning extended from the fan, Rowan realized that these golden and blue Aura represented all the dimensions and domains controlled by the Celestial Domain. It was the tendrils of the power of Primordial Light reaching across Reality.

Within this Aura were many trillions of higher dimensional realms, and that was not even counting the large area of control the Celestial Domain had over the lower realms, the source of the countless brave souls that filled their ranks.

Even with the massive processing powers of his consciousness, Rowan was careful enough not to allow his mind to sink into all the details of the Celestial Domain, not until he was complete, else he could be stuck in one place for millions of years just observing the sheer size and scope of this domain, and that was him not even focusing on the 'fan' itself which was the true Celestial Domain, the body of Primordial Light.

With the power of the Tower of Greed embedded in every room here, a million years inside this place could be a few weeks in real-time, but time was still very precious to him at this point and he could not afford to waste a single second, with the size of reality before him, every single move he made had to be planned flawlessly and with the amount of data he was working with, he would collapse if he did not have the time dilation capabilities of the Tower of Greed.

Rowan looked at the Celestial Domain for a few moments observing the magnitude of this power spread before him and knowing that he was only looking at the surface, if he wanted to win against Primordial Light, he would have to defeat all its tendrils stretched across Reality, only then would its true body be opened to him.

A single Primordial Domain was problematic enough, but he would have to deal with all of them at the same time. The strongest forces he had were barely at the seventh-dimensional level at this time, and only a single Primordial Domain had multiple Old Ones in undefined numbers plus many hidden capabilities that he was not yet aware of, the task almost seemed too big…

"Great things have small beginnings, focus on the little things, gain the advantage, and build from there," he muttered to himself as he turned his gaze towards the second most dominant Primordial Domain in reality, the Land of Miracles.

Resembling a gigantic tree, this Primordial Domain like the Celestial Domain was deeply connected with him, in fact, he had a connection with all the Primordial Domains but none as deep as this one, because their touch shaped his childhood.

Rowan had more in-depth knowledge about the breadth of this Primordial power as his body would be entering it a month from now, plus the few descriptions of its internal structure by Old Man Seed had painted a deeper light on its operation, but Rowan believed that he knew less of the true power of the Land of Miracles than the Celestial Domain.