Rowan pulled his consciousness away from what was happening inside of his body, for a moment he had been dumbstruck at the changes that his dimension took as he fully gained the power of time and space that he had briefly ignored the fact that he was still inside a terrifying battlefield, however, this new growth in his power base also fully displayed the horrifying price he had paid to gain these upgrades, forgetting the personal cost since he believed he must suffer to gain something that no one else could dream of easily attaining, the cost in lives of his children shook him to the core. The breaking of the Great Desert might have taken just three seconds but 28,036,771 Archangels, of which nearly half had been born from the combination of Angels with the other bloodlines in his dimension, making the true number of deaths four times this amount because there were four consciousnesses inside the body of a single archangel, so the number of deaths should be closer to a hundred million. 715,360 Sovereigns, with the majority of them being the product of fusion with mortal consciousness, meaning a single Sovereign had seven consciousnesses in a single body. Their death toll counted by the number of consciousnesses each Sovereign held was even higher than the death tolls of the Archangels. This was the cost of breaking the Great Desert, and yet this was only a fraction of the dead inside his dimension who perished during the calamity of his evolution to a higher dimension, and as the full scale of the dead that exceeded multiple billions settled fully in his consciousness, Rowan’s soul went cold. Despite all the safeguards he put in place to protect the inhabitants of his dimension, close to twenty percent of all life that lived inside of him had perished. The weight of all these deaths was bearable since he held their Soul Origin orbs, and in time he would allow their reincarnation to proceed smoothly. However, his Angels lost in the Great Desert were gone forever, and unless he destroyed the entirety of the Great Desert, then their light and songs were lost to him. All their potential and the promise that he gave them that even in death they shall all find solace in his domain was lost, and unless he became the one who ruled over all of reality in the future and gained power over everything that existence contained, his children of light were gone. Rowan’s consciousness was used to loss but his soul still ached, and it was in moments like these that he hated his soul, but this emotion was fleeting, more than anything else, he needed focus, after all, it would take a single mistake to condemn him forever, he was not against any garden variety immortal, but against true atrocities. Rowan’s consciousness shook itself from this brief moment of sorrow, this would not do, it was easy to be lured by the allure of his unexpected upgrade to the fifth dimension, but there were many fuckers that he needed to kill, and he needed his best foot forward. At this moment with his Ascension to the fifth dimension, his body had shattered into trillions upon trillions of tiny pieces many times smaller than an atom and spread all over Doom Star and beyond! He became a part of everything and also became a part of nothing, as he experienced what it meant to be a dimension, a master of his own Space, and yet he could not merge fully with the Space around him because he was different. Rowan doubted if there was any higher dimensional immortal who had ever been able to experience Space in this manner, and even though he was not fully focused on what was happening in this state, his knowledge of Intent was exploding forward, and even if he did not try to comprehend it at all, in a short while, he would have fully mastered Space. As amazing as that would be, that was progress left in the future, and Rowan’s perception was shaking when he saw that the entire realm of Doom Star was resting on a massive slab that resembled a weathered rock formation, and he realized that the reason that Doom Star had been hidden from space and time was because it was being carried by the World Stele, and he was looking at the true form of this Singularity. The Singularity had lied to Rowan that most of itself was within the corpse of Thenos, and if Rowan’s dimensional flesh had not scattered outside of Doom Star, he would have fallen into this trap. Any moves made against the World Stele inside of Doom Star would nearly be futile, while it could calmly oversee everything that was happening. Everyone here, including the Eye of Time were technically in the hands of the World Stele, and they were all dancing to its tunes until a moment ago when Rowan went against the script. However, he was currently in grave danger, because he believed that there were many hidden abilities that the World Stele had not revealed to him, and his next steps must allocate a massive amount of resources to deal with the unknown factor that it represented. As the owner of a Singularity, he knew how broken these things could become. He noted all of this as well as the fact that his repeated Ascension to a higher dimensional state had brought about the weird slowdown of the world around him, and Rowan knew that he could not let this opportunity go to waste. Noting the overall state of the realm, his mind touched on all the enemies around him, the Eye of Time, Gothran’Inul, the escaping Nemesis, and the surprising addition of Thenos. If everything had followed his plans, Thenos would have never been summoned to this realm this quickly, but Nemesis tearing open the passage to the Desert had opened a road for the malevolent memories of Thenos to find a way through to his realm, and there was nothing Rowan could do to stop it. The entry of Thenos into Doom Star would be a problem because Rowan had not finished devouring the souls inside of Thenos, he had barely even taken five percent of this enormous bounty, and if Thenos returned to his body, it would be that much harder to collect. However, his presence also brought about some little benefit. ® Rowan did not know everything that Thenos was capable of, especially if he would be able to get his hands on Primordial Essence, but as Thenos’ memories brushed past the fleeing Nemesis, the weird aura that covered the ruler of the Great Desert prevented anyone to get a clear look at it was banished and it was exposed. Almost humanoid in shape, but possessing multiple joints that bent in a strange and unsettling manner, the leathery-skinned creature resembled a beast created from hate and cruelty, and to further that image was its large and swollen stomach that was almost rubbing against the ground, filled with pieces of the Eye of Time that it had consumed, gathered around its opened mouth that were filled with terrifying fangs were the remains of the Primordial Keepers and their Auras which had been transferred by Rowan to the Eye of Time, if Nemesis was able to return to the Great Desert, it would be able to recreate a new batch of Primordial Keepers using what it was carrying. Rowan did not want to see something like that happening after he had paid a heavy price in ridding reality of the Primordial keepers. The creature appeared to be equally frightened and angered at the same time, and Rowan could understand that its fear stemmed from the fact that it had just failed in its duties to safeguard the holdings of a Primordial because of its greed, and with Rowan’s understanding of the hidden plans Chaos had over reality that could have roots in the Great Desert, it could be imagined the depths of Nemesis fear and panic at this moment. Primordials were famous for their fury, and Nemesis would be made to suffer greatly if he failed to protect the interest of Chaos. Its present state filled with fear was a grand mistake when it was around a being like Rowan, whose primary bloodline was that of a primordial Beast. Nemesis automatically became his first target. Its head was already going through the portal to enter the Great Desert when Rowan’s consciousness growled to his scattered being permeating reality, "Arise!"