"This is a disaster, my Nexus is gone! How is this possible? A few hours ago, everything was going fine. What happened inside my Nexus?!!"
The clone of Rowan screamed, his eyes suddenly widened, and he turned and looked at the remnants of the tear in space behind him, before he growled, "Augustus!"
Pointing a shaking finger at the Third prince, he screamed out, with saliva flying out of his mouth, "This… this is all your fault, why did you allow him access inside the Nexus, he must have planted a Trojan Horse inside my Nexus! You’ve ruined my centuries-long work! Your mindless interference has led to these disastrous results, and all the blame for this will fall on your shoulders!"
The Third prince ignored him and looked to the skies, it was a bright sunny day that was slowly approaching twilight. He seemed to be searching for something inside the clouds and when it appeared that he had seen what he was searching for, he gave a small laugh.
A bird made from molten magma shot down from the clouds blazing a trail of flames, it called out in delight and slowly alighted on his outstretched hand. He fondly scratched the head of the molten bird, who crinkled its eyes in pleasure.
"You… are you even listening to me? We have a disaster on our hands, and the Order would sacrifice you for this blunder! I hope you understand that. I will not cover up your mistakes and wrong judgment in this matter. Likewise, I will also suffer for these transgressions." The irate clone of Rowan shouted at the Third prince, who still kept his cool and was looking at him in amusement.
The Third prince was focused on grooming the molten bird in his hand, the bird shook its beautiful feathers that resembled red and blue flames, while he spoke to the distressed clone, "Oh… I think you have more troubles than that waiting for you. Far more than a shattered Nexus. Tend to your body first, it’s… Broken."
"What do you mean by that… I am…" The clone stopped and fell on a single knee and began vomiting huge amounts of blood.
From his eyes, nose, and ears, blood began to pour out, and he soon turned to a man covered by blood.
"What is happening?" From out of his chest, a white replica of the Primordial Record emerged, it was another two pages of the Primordial Record, and the strings bounding it were slowly beginning to fade.
The effects of Rowan breaking his Sigils were far-reaching, as the Primordial Record had begun retrieving back pieces of itself, and this process could not be stopped.
He was deeply horrified, but with his long years of experience, he was eventually able to calm himself, and slowly breathe deeply. With his panic being channeled towards the solution, he began organizing himself.
With his powerful constitution, he dispelled the blood covering him and stood up, his face was covered in lines of concentration and madness.
"The Nexus is broken, and the subjects have escaped." The clone looked at the Third Prince, "They would not have gone far, Lamia is the most dangerous as far as I know, paired with Augustus they must have seized control of the Singularity inside the Nexus. We need to go and find their traces and hunt them down before the trail gets cold."
"If Lamia is able to get out, the balance on this world would be slowly broken, and we will all lose any benefit to be had. She is still weak and Augustus would not have the capabilities to properly restrain her."
"If that’s truly the case, then we are too late." The Third prince said.
The eyes of the clone fixed on the Third prince, after critically assessing his behavior in the last few moments, he began stepping back, "Why do you say we are too late? The Nexus crumbled an hour ago. There is still enough time left. We did kill the main body of Augustus, I can confirm that fact, we only need to hunt down their remnant and salvage what we can."
"Augustus attracted the Rune Weapon of the God of War to the Nexus. Absomet is there as we speak."
The clone paused and cocked his head to the side like a bird, "So, I should rightly assume that you have eyes inside the Nexus that I was not aware of?"
"Your assumption… " The Third prince smiled, "Is quite correct."
"How’s that possible, I have never allowed access to outside surveillance by you or anyone else. Everything inside was shuttled between this Runestone and the one with Boris, you never had access to any live feeds, and I never gave that permission."
"Yeah, you didn’t. But I did it anyway, it was not that particularly difficult to do, you just could not find it, although it was right there in front of you, all these while."
The clone looked at the Third prince, then his eyes strayed towards the bird he was holding, "What is that thing you are holding?"
"This? It’s my pet. I got it a long time ago." The Third prince rubbed his face on the belly of the bird, making it croon in pleasure.
"That’s a Red finch, they became extinct two million years ago, they cannot be found in any plane millions of light years around Trion."
"As I said, I got it a long time ago."
"No, that’s impossible, even the gods…" The clone had been stepping back slowly all this while, and now he stopped with a helpless look on his face, "I have always wondered why you should… Who are you?"
"I’ve been called many things, and this is the truth as I’ve ever said it to anyone… I have forgotten even my name."
The Third prince sighed, "This venture of yours is promising, I have given you your opportunity, but I’m solely disappointed in its execution. I will be taking over your pages now, I would use it better than you ever could."
The clone shook his head in denial, his mind racing with dazzling speed as he tried to analyze the changes in the Third prince, but he had a guess, and it brought a bone chilling dread to his core.
"The Order would never let you get away with this… they shall…" The voice of the clone was cut short, and he collapsed into ashes. This was a Third Circle Dominator whose might would crush a minor plane, but he was killed off without even a chance to even blink.
The Third prince gestured towards the floating pages, and they drifted towards him, "Let me handle the business with the Order."
The skies changed color from day to night, and every plant and animal mutated into madness in a ten thousand-mile radius and various nightmarish creatures turned the surroundings to hell.
The Anima of the goddess descended, and she came in fury, the heavens and the earth could not bear the depths of her fury, and they all wailed in pain. Unlike events happening inside the Mirage world, this descent would leave a scar on the world for millennia.
The goddess comes to put an end to everything.
The Third Prince dismissed her Anima with a wave of his hand, leaving a furious scream echoing into eternity.
The skies returned to twilight, and the Third prince smiled, "I have always loved the sunrise." The movements of the heavens changed, and a new dawn descended on the world.
This event shook all of Trion, and the gods were roused awake.
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End of volume one.
This journey with you, my dear reader had been a wonderful and fulfilling one for me. I have many remarkable reviews and comments that give me the encouragement and support to always write daily.
Volume one was slow, and there are many reasons for that. I left many hints and opened many plot threads that would be slowly unraveled in the future.
Volume two will be on a much grander scale, as Rowan is out of his prison, the many worlds where this bloody tale would unfold are about to be swept wide open, and I hope you enjoy the many epic battles and characters I have coming in the horizon. You can ask any questions in the comment and I would try to answer each one of them.
Thank you, guys, for sticking with me through this journey.
