The Primordial Record

The Chaos Door's gaze sharpened, "You are too young and so I doubt you have anything I need, although some of the Aura you have around you are… interesting. I will hand it to you in ingenuity, you played your cards right and you entered a position that has promise. Kid, the Supreme World of Mages has hidden depths that if you reach a high enough position in the future, you will be able to assist me, that was partly the reason I used this Technique on you, it was because I understand that you have great potential."

Rowan asked skeptically, "You are going to be helping me because of my potential? That seems…. Careless."

"kid don't look down on what you have gained, in this universe, you have likely landed on the jackpot. The Supreme Technique that you failed to acquire can be considered your greatest luck for it has a history that is fraught with danger, and the problems and attention that come with it would be enough to bury you."

"You have a cunning and strategic mind kid, I respect that part of your nature. Most Children of Chaos are not very methodical in their actions. A side effect of our power and bloodline. You have promise."

The Chaos Door's eyes glowed with a prismatic color as he checked Rowan's body once more, "Now what you practice with this body is different and I will argue that it fits your nature, I believe you will understand what you have gained in time."

"So this is how the deal is going to work, every century I shall devour the Intent of Chaos on your body, and when you reach the level of an Archmage, you shall do something for me. It would be difficult, but you might end up benefiting from it. Don't worry, it shall not exceed the scope of your abilities."

Rowan agreed to the proposition and the Chaos Door grinned,

"Oh, and one last thing. I don't know how you were able to so cleanly possess this body, but you should do well to keep your presence deep inside Andar's mind like you were previously doing to avoid any mishap. This body is very talented, and that means you will be closely monitored, I also see deep threads of fate binding this body to various powerful figures in the Black Federation, there will undoubtedly be tribulations in the future, are you ready for that?"

Rowan nodded and the eyes of the Chaos Door flashed and it seemed to go to sleep.

Rowan controlled his body to lay down on his bed and he began to slowly breathe, as he perused the state of Andar's body.

He frowned a bit as he suppressed his desire to improve Andar's body. To everyone else, such a body was a Divine Treasure that could not be seen again even after a million years, but for Rowan, it was just passable, however, he knew that for him to gain something new, what was important was for Andar to be a blank slate.

Already there were changes in his Constitution after practicing the Endless Vault Meditation Art. Previously Andar's cells were patterned after his Empyrean Shell, but now they were beginning to transform, it was slow going but it seemed that each Cell was turning into an extremely deep well that was drinking all the Aether that Andar's physique was generating.

These changes in his physique were startling and Rowan began to use Knowledge Well to mark every single shifting cell inside of Andar's body, he hoped to understand a deeper relationship between this technique and the Aspect he would be cultivating just as soon as he finished with the Berserker Aspect.

A Supreme Technique was not a joke, and before he carelessly plunged into the act of unlocking it and allowing it to affect him, Andar would be his poison tester, before then, he had many other abilities he could delve into and expand upon, his real work had just begun.

Rowan checked Andar's Mental Space and entered his Spirit Matrix where he saw that Andar's Spirit Matrix had begun to transform, as before him was a floor made from large white tiles.

Each of the tiles was large about 20 x 20 feet and they were ninety-nine in total. Rowan could feel a deep power slumbering inside these tiles that felt as if he was standing beside a black hole. An astonishing amount of power was hidden inside these Tiles and Rowan was eager to understand what changes would arrive when Andar became a Mage.

Yet as he looked around he was confused, from the information he gathered every Mage had what were called Engraving Slots inside their Spirit Matrixes, connecting all these Slots using various mystical patterns and powering them with Aether would allow a Mage to cast spells, but Rowan could see no Engraving Slot inside Andar Spirit Matrix.

Could the Tiles be acting like an Engraving Slot?

Well, all these mysteries he would leave for the young man to discover. With one last look inside Andar's body, Rowan's consciousness left, leaving only his Reflection behind, there had been a desire to consume that Reflection, but Rowan brushed it aside, the Reflection still had a purpose, and destroying it now was a waste.

He did not know if he would ever be able to repeat the experience he used to create this Reflection.

An hour later Andar stirred in his bed before falling deeper into slumber, this was the exact moment Dao Ma died and his soul was being digested.

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Rowan knew that it should take him about three months to completely digest this Soul, this was enough time for the strongest of his Angels to reach full maturity, at that time he would begin hunting the gods no longer alone, but with Archangels by his side who had powers equal to a god.

Rowan could not wait to watch his Archangels battle, with his short battle with Dao Ma he did not fulfill his purpose to fully test his powers. His Berserker Aspect had progressed too quickly for him to push his abilities to the limits.