The Primordial Record

He no longer needed these sorts of resources no longer as they were a mere drop in the ocean of energy he needed, but he would not refuse it, any single drop would eventually pile up.

There was only a single massive book inside the Spatial Ring, and the title was : Compendium of the Seven Divine Houses. On the cover of the book drawn in great artistic details were seven Sigils drawn on the cover with great attention to details.

He recognized only the Sigil of the Kuranes family, which was a volcano with a burning fist over it. With his new bloodline, Rowan had become aware of a new truth.

His missing memories were not as a result of a dying mind or disorientation from a foreign soul merging with the prince’s. It was just, gone.

There were large spaces of blank void in his memories, that had been dug out, most likely to prevent him from easily spotting mistakes in the carefully arranged charade that was the Nexus.

Rowan sighed, the damages done to him always grew deeper the more he unearths, and all these only served to stoke his fury. But, Rowan was a cold predator, and he would have his prey one way or another.

He had stopped thinking about them as his enemies, they might be more powerful than he was at the moment. But their God King only ruled hundreds of worlds, and he wondered if those would even be enough to sustain him when he was at the fourth Great Circle.

Rowan blew through the entire contents of the book in less than two minutes, finally patching the gaps in his memories when it came to the seven great families of Trion.

As he took a few moments to gather his thoughts, he began to wonder why the Godking did not create any bloodline descendant for himself. Surely, his bloodline was the strongest among all the gods.

But he still dismissed his musings, the machinations of gods were not his immediate concern. He would begin anticipating their meddling when he activated his Ouroboros Legendary Technique, but he had a little time before then. He hoped.

The Compendium served as a window to the world of Trion for him, it opened with the descriptions of all the gods and the Pathway they controlled, before delving into the geography of Trion, and the major powers and conflicts within the Empire.

It was all he needed and more, finally the grand tapestry of the Empire was opened before him, and although the details shocked him, he was still excited nonetheless.

It was a lengthy read, but Rowan was able to concisely summarize all the information after perusing through his thoughts.

The Seven Noble family were descendants of the seven brethren of Golgoth the God King, they were all powerful gods in their own right as their accomplishment spoke for itself.

Rowan learned from the book, that the Gods did not physically dwell on Trion, but their Divine Kingdoms were linked to the planet forming a symbiotic relationship and every positive growth in Trion affected them all and vice versa, which made Rowan also realize that the Covenant who were responsible for attacking Trion must be on the gods biggest enemies list.

Their actions were inadevently weakening the Divine Kingdoms of the gods, except for Golgoth of course. This mysterious God King had placed his Divine Kingdom over Trion, and by all indication, its powers were nothing to scoff at.

Rowan remembered the vision when he was attacked by all the gods, only Golgoth escaped, and although he could not understand a fraction of the powers used in that battle because he was simply a bystander and watching an event that would never have transpired.

He knew the escape of Golgoth from his hands meant this God King had more depth to him than all the other gods combined. It was a sobering thought, as he feared that the God King might be his immediate greatest rival for the foreseeable future.

There was no accepted strongest among the seven gods, but if they were, it was not knowledge that was easily shared. But now he was able to understand all the major powers in Trion.

In no particular order, the seven Noble families were: Kuranes, Tiberius, Boreas, Minerva, Horush, Bacchus, Volgim.

Rowan head jerked as he noticed that the Convoy was beginning to slow down. He was not surprised they accepted his request, as when he killed Scarvros he knew he had taken an irreversible step towards breakdown of interest between them.

Scarvros was a threat to the only thing he required the most of at the moment, which was time, and his death was a necessary part of his plan, after he factored the advantages and disadvantages of keeping him alive.

Maybe Circe would suspect he had a hand in killing the man, but he did not particularly care if she did. His primary aim of staying with the convoy had been satisfied, and by slaughtering the beasts everywhere he had all but assured this people would reach the Underground City safe.

His next goals, however, was to at least break through the entire first great Circle in the coming months, and to accomplish that he would have to apply brutal tactics. This need came by because of new information he received from the Covenant by the Oracle.

Rowan breathed in deeply, to settle his mind, he began perusing all the details of Trion.

The first family Rowan read up on was the Kuranes family. Their progenitor was a goddess, Kuranes.

Her powers included control over flames and earth. She was acknowledged as a passionate goddess, whose rage and pleasure burns equally bright. The Path she controlled was called the Pathway of the Adept.

Rowan was a bit surprised his progenitor was a female goddess, not because of any inherent bias, he had assumed that because Kuranes resembled a male’s name. A childish reason he knew, but every one has their personal shortcomings like that.

The next family introduced was the Tiberius family. Their progenitor was the god, Tiberius. The path he controlled was The Pathway of Blood.

Tiberius was dubbed the God of War for his strength and valiance in battle. He is a fearsome foe, who delights in battles, and his attitude reflects on his descendants, as they are famous for waging war all over the myriad worlds in the galaxy.

Rowan especially dwelled on this god, as they would most likely cross paths, he used his techniques in battle, and although Rowan Might increase the power of this technique, he knew he was only scratching the surface.

This reminded Rowan once more of his glaring weakness against the gods. He was too young! Any of the gods must have lived for an incredibly long time, and he was sure any technique they wielded must have been perfected to its maximum in addition to whatever powers they control.

The name, God of War, must not be easily handed out to any god. He must have proven his capabilities countless times over to hold that uncontested title.

Rowan’s serpentine eyes began to blaze, one day he hoped to cross weapons with the god of war himself. Fighting such a god on the battlefield with his technique would surely be a thrilling experience.

Placing such unreasonable thoughts away from his mind, he turned to the next family, which was the Bacchus family. Their Progenitor was the god Bacchus, and the Path he controlled was the Path of the Wanderer.

Bacchus was a lover of all things green and lush; the forest was his domain, his descendants were beautiful with hair so blond it was nearly white, they dwelled deep in the forest, and some were referred to as elves.

Rowan was thrilled at the thought that elves or their near equivalent existed on Trion, like the name of the Pathway of Bacchus, Rowan suddenly felt a burst of wanderlust. He was definitely going to walk through the dense forests of Trion and find those elves.