The Primordial Record

Chapter 2159  Light Without Shadows Is Blindness

Luminous Silence hesitated for the barest moment, but his eyes travelled, and he saw the face of Primordial Light. He saw that this Primordial, who had just achieved one of the greatest accomplishments in all of history, was quietly fading away, but there was no panic in his eyes.

At this moment, this Incarnation was standing on the same level with his main body, some might even argue that he was standing higher than his main body, and there was a chance for this Incarnation not to fade, for example, with his control over Origin, this Incarnation could have seized the bodies of every Incarnations in this place and this would have given him enough time to be able to logically escape the Eternal Tower.

This is what Luminious Silence would have done if he had half the chance, and yet, faced with all the power that anyone would ever need, this Incarnation had protected the rest and pursued him, just for the sake of a main body whose objective may be different from his own.

Luminious Silence had killed enough of these Incarnations to discover that Eos had not instituted any sort of control mechanisms inside their bodies; everything they were doing was by personal choice, and that did not make any sense to him.

However, looking at the calm eyes of Primordial Light, he understood that this was the reason this being could reach the height of Existence, and why such weak lesser beings were able to bring him down to this level.

They had read him like a book, not because they were smarter or stronger, but because they were bolder and more willing to sacrifice.

Perhaps the best lesson to learn was the one taught by the enemy, because Luminious Silence would have never made this move if he had not seen the calm gaze of Primordial Light.

He would be performing an act of ultimate self-immolation where he would stop being Silence, and become the Act of Silencing.

Screaming in pain that Luminious Silence never wanted to feel again in his life, he began to silence massive portions of himself, and the vast orb of silence was drastically shrinking as a result.

The only reason he could continue destroying his form was that he could feel that the definitions that had been forced upon him, Light, Loss, Flame, Number… began to scream as they were denied expression.

They were concepts being forcibly muted within their own host, like trees that were no longer rooted in soil and were being left to die.

Hearing the screams of the dying Primordials as they also got to experience his pain, Luminious Silence began to laugh, even as he continuously sliced off massive portions of his body. “You have climbed so far, children of abomination. Lay down your fire. I will hold you until the screaming stops.”

The destruction of a body as vast and powerful as Luminious Silence caused this entire layer of the Eternal Tower to erupt. Existence was shattered as causality was broken to pieces.

Time became a splintered loop as space folded into knots. The remaining Primordials, now barely four hundred, were caught in the shockwave of his self-inflicted apotheosis.

If there was one thing Eos knew how to do, then that would be his ability to preserve his life in the midst of destruction. His Incarnations had absorbed these traits, but even they could not survive the destruction of the body of Luminious Silence.

They were being torn apart, and with the chaos surrounding this space, they could not capitalize on their advantages.

The fact that Luminious Silence still had the presence of mind to be shattering his body meant that if he succeeded, although he would be much weakened, they would never get this chance again, since Primordial Light was on the verge of perishing.

Primordial Light looked at the chaos surrounding him. He had not lived for a long time, and he still had much he wanted to see.

To preserve their presence from the enemy as much as possible, Primordial Light had not really walked across the Origin Realms and had not seen as much of Existence as he would have loved to.

Death did not scare him, only the fact that he was leaving so many things behind for his main body to resolve.

It was not fair, but so many like him had experienced the same fate, and they could only give their all to see that Existence became a place that was worth living and not the plaything of these monsters.

Primordial Light recalled a memory that took place between Eos and Eva. Due to the massive size of Eos’s memories, no Incarnation could perfectly hold them all, and so Eos gave them memories that would be useful to their Origin.

He remembered that Eva had been sitting by a pool of darkness as she wove radiance and shadow into different clothing items. This was one of the passions of the Lady of Shadows, now the Primordial of Revelations.

She made all of these powerful items, and she sent them into the void where they would drift across Origin Realms, waiting for the lucky ones to find them. Anyone who finds any of her clothing were blessed for life due to the incredible amount of power imbued inside all of them.

The Incarnation had remembered how Eva, who should have been a being of light so pure that no darkness should be near her, always seemed so comfortable with it, and he could not help but ask,

“Eva… you have been with me all through these long ages, and you have grown to become something truly remarkable. Yet when I offered you the pure mantle, to become Primordial Light in truth, you kept this.” He gestured with one hand toward the living darkness that pooled at her feet and danced along her arms. “Why? Of all the Primordials that would exist from this point forward, you are the only one I permitted to gain the power of the Ancient Primordials.”

Eva, the Primordial of Revelation, turned her head to Eos. Her eyes were calm, but there was a faint touch of amusement in their depths that he recognized. She brought up her hand where a single shadow tendril curled affectionately around her wrist like a loyal pet before she answered.

In this memory, she was talking to Eos, but she seemed to be looking through Eos’s eyes directly to Primordial Light,

“Because light without shadow is just another form of blindness, Eos.”