Without access to multiple consciousnesses, it was a bit difficult for Rowan to separate his deeper introspection while analyzing every detail of the memory he was watching.
He silenced his chaotic thought process and focused on what was happening at the moment, he would analyze these memories later, what was important was not to miss any slight clue that came up. He would not have the advantage where another godly being would tell him all the answers to his questions.
Every answer he would receive must be fought for, and no one was here to help him if he made a wrong conclusion from the data he collected. Rowan would rather have it this way, he trusted no one, not even reality, and only wisdom and a firm mind would lead him through the countless dangers in his path.
With this in mind, he concentrated on the memories, specifically on the armored figure sitting on a throne made from wood.
Rowan was able to see more of the God King and he saw something shocking. The god King was dying.
This was a terrible sign and it made Rowan destroy many of his previous assumptions. The God King was supposed to be Immortal, and unlike a mortal, death was something that should be much harder to come by for such a being.
Through tiny gaps in the armor, he saw pale bones and rotting flesh, the yellow eyes of the God King seemed feverish and Rowan could smell the intense sense of rot emanating from his body.
Not dying… dead, but still too stubborn to relinquish his hold on power.
The Great Sword beside him was also the same, it was made from bones, and there were veins that ran along the spine of the sword that pushed cold congealed blood along its lengths, yet even in death, this weapon grew more powerful, as if its spite against all life was multiplying the closer it got to death.
This weapon was dangerous. Rowan felt an almost instinctive aversion to it, and he was almost amused at this emotion because it signified that if he was attacked enough times with this weapon, then it would be able to kill him.
If his father had more than one Aspect, and he was referred to as the Traitor, then it was most likely the case that sometimes in the past, his father must have betrayed the God King. There was no one else who should be able to injure this powerful figure to this extent.
Perhaps his father must have felt that his injuries would have killed off the God King by now, but this man did not know the meaning of giving up. He was already a rotting corpse, yet he and his greatsword still clung to life, too stubborn to die.
Rowan had assumed that the reason his father chose such a weak physique previously was to hide himself from the gaze of other powers in the universe. Yet he never considered the fact that his father could be hiding from someone inside Trion itself.
This would explain so many actions he took in the past. Why would he ally himself with such weak Dominators like Augustus and the others? Why did he have to be truly threatened on Jarkarr by the Demon Prince and his mother escaping before he revealed his might? Also, why was his presence not well known on Trion?
The answer was simple, he was also being hunted.
The waters of Trion ran deep indeed, and his father might not be the only player in this game. Or perhaps, multiple personalities or Aspects of himself were fighting for a single prize.
Rowan wished he had a face so he could massage his scalp, he sighed, answers could be waiting for him ahead, he should proceed with the memory.
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The first gesture from the God-king was to ask for the gods to reveal their vault.
Those words were backed by an incredible power, it was spoken with an application of Will. Rowan could feel how the command had bored into the soul of Boreas, compelling the god to open up his soul and reveal everything to the God King.
This enabled Rowan to understand the limits of the God King's Will and he pegged it at the Fourth Dimensional Level—Time. Every piece of evidence that was presented to him showed that the God King was indeed at this level, and even after all this time he had not improved.
It also did not mean Rowan Will was stronger than those of the God King, technically he was still a One-Dimensional being, while the God King was already a Four-Dimensional being. Yet the unique structure of Rowan's body made him capable of performing certain actions that should be impossible for someone of his power.
An example would be traveling through time and space when entering Trion, if he had his previous Ouroboros Absolute body, even with the Tower of Greed, it would have been impossible for him to travel across time and space.
His form was that of his Destroyer Apollyon, a Celestial Doomsday Machine, meant to destroy universes, and he built it with the ruin of a Supreme World with a foundation at the Seven-Dimensional level, while having access to power as unique as the Will of Truth, it was not an understatement to say that Rowan was unique in all the many universes since the beginning of time. He was a confluence of many impossibilities working together in harmony to create something… more inconceivable.
Rowan did not know what he was truly capable of, and that was good because his enemies would not be able to either.
Yet there was no doubt that at this time, the God King was dangerous, the figure he saw in Boreas' memories when he slaughtered the children of Elura appeared somewhat tired, but there had still been vibrancy and a sense of honor around him, but now, he appeared to be nothing but a corpse who had forgotten to lay down and die.
The rest of the gods opened their palms and a passage to their vaults was revealed, except for Minerva. She sat with the gods, but her presence was distant, even among her peers she was alone.
Apart from Golgoth, Rowan was very much interested in this goddess, he needed to confirm her powers but Rowan was ninety percent sure that Minerva was the goddess he had encountered inside the Nexus.
He had escaped from the Nexus when he was still a mortal and at the Legendary State of the first Great Circle, an accident occurred where he had been too late to follow the warnings of the Primordial Record and he had caught a glimpse of the Anima of an unknown goddess inside the Nexus.
He had become inflicted with a curse called the Flesh of Madness and he nearly died. Vraegar had been born from that maddening period where Rowan's body had done everything to betray him.
It was telling that amongst all the gods, Minerva was the only one that was truly free. She had no vault. Perhaps the rest of the gods might think the vault was a powerful weapon, but the truth was that it was nothing but a cage, and no matter how much advantage it gave them it would also drive them to madness.
If Golgoth was hunting his father, then did he know that Minerva was secretly working with him? Did any of the gods know that potentially there was a betrayer in their midst?
