Chapter 1806: The Curse (final) “Going back to my analogy of the snake and the pool. I wonder if the corruption that transformed this infinite space to Limbo came as a result of the event that created Primordials or the excessive killings of Realities caused Limbo to be filled with madness.” Rowan slowly said. “If a mortal dies and he rots, the decay produces muasma that changes their surroundings. If enough mortals die, then this miasma can become corruption. The death of immortals is worse, changing space and time, even fate and destinies are affected. What do you think happens when Realities, which are the breeding ground of mortals and immortals, perish?” “If they had died naturally, then I believe their death would not have had much of a consequence on the grand scheme of creation, but the hunger of the Primordials knew no bounds, and they slaughtered too much.” “All of these deaths created corruption of such a profound level that it began to corrupt even this infinite space, and it came to have a name, Limbo, don’t you feel it, Telmus?” The ball of Limbo pressing down on the Nascent Primordial was now extremely close to him, and with Telmus’s stubborn character, he refused to back down again; instead, he peered into the darkness of Limbo with avid attention. “That stare you feel running across your skin, it is the weight of a billion dead Realities crying out in anguish. The sheer slaughter of so many of them had transformed this place into an abscess. It is the proof that in the grand calculus of the multiverse, some sufferings are too profound, too unjust, to simply fade away.” Telmus swallowed, horror growing in his eyes, “How could such a thing be allowed to happen? Was there no one who should have stopped this madness from reaching this level?” Rowan shrugged, a hint of tiredness in his eyes that even his endurance could not wash away, “If they had any competition in the beginning, it certainly did not last. The strength of the Primoridials grew too fast, so that it became meaningless to oppose them. Although they could consume a single Origin Force from every Reality they conquered, the quantity they had consumed became qualitative, and they became monsters that would feast upon the infinite bounties of Limbo for all eternity.” Rowan pointed to Eva and Telmus, “You might think the Peimordials within Reality are powerful, after all, you have tasted what it is like to be a Primordial, and you know in your soul that apart from me and the rest of the Primordials inside of Reality, there is no one who can match you, even if all of Reality comes against you, they all shall fall, and yet, me, the Primordials within, hold only a fraction of the Origin Force contained by those seven above.” 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶 Focusing on Telmus, Rowan made a peculiar move with his fingers, drawing out all the nascent origin from his flesh, causing Telmus to gasp in shock. Telmus Origin took the shape of a long blade, with eight strange colors swirling around it. Squeezing his fist, Rowan shattered the blade into eight individual components. Each component was a Will that came together to create a unique and singular Origin Force. “Telmus, you are a new type of Primordial, one that is not burdened by their hunger. I wanted to give you multiple Origin Force, but I am still unable to crack the code. To create you, I fused eight Wills together, and I was only able to do so using the research of Primordial Soul, who had sought the method to break the limitations over Primordials for the last sixty-five million cosmic eras.” “So, your experiment failed?” Telmus asked, an unknown light rising in his eyes. “I do not look at progress in terms of success and failures. You have a more robust foundation than any Primordial, and I suspect that I did not fail to give you multiple Origin Forces; instead, such a thing can only be left in your hands. No Primordial before you have the foundation you have been given, and Origin Force is a personal journey that I cannot make for you.” With a gesture, Rowan fused the Origin Force of Telmus and pushed it back into his body. Then he smiled, “Now, let us talk about the curse.” Rowan looked upward, towards the heaven above and the seven faces pressed against it, “There are always consequences to our actions, as immortals, our powers might delay those impacts from reaching us for as long as seemingly forever, but it will be there biting at our heels for as long as possible, and when we least expect it, the weight of all our sins will crush us to the ground.” He pointed upwards, “Look at them, can you imagine what it would feel like to have killed and consumed the pinnacle of existence for so long without any remorse or restraint? Their downfall seemed impossible, despite their flaws, their power only grows; however, I have discovered the curse that comes with that power, and it is one that I would rather leave them with, but they need to be killed or their rampage would never end.” Eva spoke for the first time in a while, “I have seen the depths of Primordial Light’s Origin. I saw a beam of darkness in the heart of light. It was light that gave no warmth and did not illuminate; it was as if it had forgotten its purpose and was seeking something that could no longer be found. Is that the curse, Rowan?” “That is just one part of it,” Rowan nodded, “they hate their nature. Light wishes to be Darkness, Life wants to be Death, Chaos craves Order, Memory yearns for Oblivion, Time wants nothing more than Stasis, and Soul…” Rowan became silent as if he had just figured out a profound truth, but he pushed this change aside as he focused on the words he was speaking to his nascent primordials, “The first part of the curse is an opposition to their nature, and the second part is their unending hunger. You see, Telmus, I do not fear your power because I know your character and which side you would choose to support. However, I very much believe in the concept of choice, and that is the reason I did not make you fully ascend to a Primordial without you understanding all your options.” Telmus laughed and shook his head, “Do I have a choice in this matter?” “Well, if you are an idiot, you can ascend inside Limbo,” Eva cheekily pointed out, “You would be afflicted by the curse of the Primordials, but don’t worry, you will not have long to suffer that fate before your brethren above would slaughter you and consume your Origin.”