Chapter 1231: Three Parties Multiple successive blasts erupted from the Eye of Time that continuously shoved Doom Star into the past. The Eye had finally reached its limit and then it roared with rage, "Reckless child, I can see your hand in all of this, but did you forget that I am still a portion of a Primordial?! Or have you forgotten the extent of my reach?" Although it appeared that the Eye was at the end of its rope, there was still another path the Eye could take that could still change the entire situation, and even though it knew this, it still felt great pain because he believed it was still playing in Rowan's hand, but there was nothing it could do, and even though there should be no way that Rowan should anticipate the extent of its power when it used this method, he could no longer discount this child, not any longer. At this moment the Eye of Time was the size of a small purple coffin, back to its cube form with the black eyeball within vibrating rapidly as it seemed to be observing every single crack with rage, and then the Eye of Time began to transform. Its purple color seemed to have been drained out of it and its color turned black before becoming a bloody red, and it exploded in size. This transformation was drastic, one moment it was a small cube, and the next it was larger than a continent, and its size was still ballooning. As it grew, it began to suck in back the Time Storm ravaging the realm, because those storms were a result of its powers, and if it lost too much of its essence there was no way it could replace it. Being a fragment of a Primordial came with many benefits, it was nigh invulnerable, nearly omniscient in the right position, and could control nearly all forces in creation, but it still held the one weakness of Primordials, they could no longer gain essence from reality, because nothing was strong enough to power them. At the dawn of creation, they had split the greatest of powers in between them, and everything that was left could not equal what had been taken, and when they needed more of it, the Primordials had attacked those who had them, the Primordial Beasts, the Eternal Realms, which the realm of Doom Star had once been one of, and they stripped the supreme energy from all of them. Their desire for power is unmatched. His main body had fallen to that same hunger, and in the vision that Rowan had once seen in his Spirit Matrix Gate where the Primordial of Time and Evil was pinned against the table by several Primordial Weapons, he had thought the death of the Primordial was due to those weapons, but now having learned that Time was simply banished since Time the Primordial was impossible to be killed. Those weapons he had seen were simply feasting since a Primordial without this supreme energy source running through their body would simply grow dormant. The Eye of Time did not have this energy within it, only the barest Aura of it remained in its body and so he could not afford to lose it, as no other energy could sustain it. If the purpose of this battle was for the Eye of Time to lose its energy then Rowan had achieved that goal in a special manner. The Eye of Time released another roar of rage because it knew the reason it was allowed to leave the trap Rowan had set for it was to further lose more energy. For something as ancient and powerful as the Eye of Time to be manipulated in such a manner left it feeling complicated, and in those complications, a single emotion was rising above them all, and that was rage. The Eye of Time expansion seemed like it had no limit. From the size of a continent, it continued growing, getting as big as a world, then a massive star, then a galaxy, and its expansion was not ending. With every Time Storm, it drew into itself, its size kept growing until it became so massive its size was nearly that of the realm of Doom Star. This incredible transformation of the Eye of Time had totally eradicated the Time Storm from the realm, stranding the Calamity Suns in various parts of the time continuum, but from their enraged cries that were echoing across time, it would not be long before they arrived to this location in time that was no longer in the present or the past, even the Eye of Time was not aware where the time storms had flung this realm into. Another drastic transformation was also ongoing in the area where Rowan's broken Ascendant body rested. The Shiik had been jolted from her grief when the Ascendant body of Rowan began to glow, not even the transformation of the Eye of Time or the state of the realm could draw her attention, and before the light of hope could wash across her features, the body unexpectedly collapsed into a black soot. Her eyes widened in despair and anger and as she reached forwards to gather what was left of her creator, a feeling of incoming danger flooded her soul, but she disregarded that feeling and still tried to reach for the remains when a massive shockwave erupted from them, that broke her spine and numerous bones in her body, flattening her to the ground. Spitting out black blood, the Shiik struggled to see what was happening ahead of her, and after it felt like her movement was about to lead to her being crushed to death, she was able to see a small vortex had appeared above Rowan's remains. Like peering into the void, the senses of the Shiik were being sucked into the vortex and it took all the might of Will that she had to keep her sanity in check. The vortex at first was relatively small, but then it began to expand, and as it did the pressure emerging from it began to grow, and if not for the insane regenerative properties of the Calamity gods plus the pressure pushing her away from the vortex, it was unknown if she would have been able to survive. She looked in awe as the vortex exploded in size until it was as large as a third of the realm, equally matching the size of the Eye of Time, and then another greater shockwave erupted from the vortex and it doubled in size, and now it was equal to half the size of Doom Star. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦 If an observer saw what was transpiring from above then they would quickly notice that this world seemed to have been separated into three parts, one belonged to the Eye of Time that shone red as if filled with blood, and the other belonged to the realm of Doom Star that shone with green and black as the fragmented realm Will and its Calamity gods were rapidly returning and the last whose color could not be described for the vortex absorbs everything, was of Rowan. The air became charged with an indescribable potential, and as if a veil had been stripped off of reality, the massive Eye of Time cast away its cloak of red and revealed that it had taken the form of a realm, ancient and powerful, and within it was an army forgotten from time.