The Primordial Record

Chapter 501 Feedback From The Universe

The Endless Vault Meditation Art had countless mysteries associated with it. The difficulty of its practice meant this technique was not even meant for a Mage or a being that existed in the material universe.

Andar could be argued to be a creature quite like this— A being who was not meant for the material universe.

Rowan had remade his body into something that was not mortal and not Empyrean, he had created something that was entirely new, and just maybe with his experiments he had ended up creating something wonderful, but for now, it was unknown what the limits of Andar’s potential were.

Rowan was unique, and he had transferred part of what made him unique when he created Andar.

Rowan after all was still very young even though he was already ridiculously powerful, and for a Creator like Rowan, he needed experience and countless experiments before he could even begin to comprehend what his creations were capable of achieving.

The power that Rowan was controlling was not something a mortal could comprehend, as it was powers even beyond the gods and Archmages, and so it could be quite understandable when he did not know the true scope of his creation.

Andar could be said to be one of Rowan’s first designs, and during the process of his creation, Rowan had not held back. He had created Andar’s body when he was in slumber and he needed an Avatar that was powerful enough to achieve his objectives.

Rowan had succeeded, far more than he expected.

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Andar had not been able to piece together all the Scripts for the 100th level when he was inside the Endless Vault, but it did not mean he could not memorize the Scripts.

With his growing experience, he had been able to understand the portion of the scripts that he could not understand, and it did not take long for him to fit it all together, and the 100th Tile that was created inside his Spirit Matrix was black like the endless void.

He felt a wave of energy being generated around his Spirit Matrix, but he decisively dispersed it, for if he allowed that energy to grow it would lead to his Ascension and he would become a Rank 1 Mage.

Anyone else would have eagerly leaped at this opportunity to become a Mage, but Andar knew it would be a mistake to Ascend when he had not yet unearthed all his potential at the Acolyte level.

His Spirit Matrix revolved once inside his Mental Space and a new wave of subtle understanding flowed into his mind about the new Black Tile, that could be called his one hundredth Engraving Slot, or as Andar was getting to call it—Engraving Tile.

The first 99 White Tiles in Andar’s Spirit Matrix gave his physique the ability to store an endless amount of information. This new Black Tile did the opposite!

Andar’s body suddenly blurred as if he was not made from flesh but numbers, light, sound, and various other concepts and then he reversed back to his fleshy form, this happened for the barest amount of an instant, and even the Mages here missed it, but the effect on Andar’s condition was instantaneous, he became “Refreshed.”

The rapid petrification that had nearly reached his heart vanished, and the strain and pains of holding on to the bracelets disappeared.

With a last scream of effort, he gathered all the energy he could spare and directed it into the bracelets in an instantaneous burst that threatened to tear his body into pieces, only Gray Will gave him enough computational power to perfectly direct all that power into pressure without wasting a single iota of it.

Andar joined the bracelets together with a resounding crack, and suddenly there was silence as if the world was holding its breath.

The storm of energy and pressure surrounding Andar disappeared and a gentle wind blew across his tired frame as he nearly fell from the air.

Up above the phantasmal image of the Bracer made a low droning sound and descended like a meteor, an instinct from deep inside his Spirit made Andar bring his arms upward, and the phantasmal image entered the Bracer with a quiet embrace.

The violence of its descent suddenly dissipated when it came into contact with the Bracer. Andar brought the Bracer down to his face and watched in fascination as the material of the Bracer began to transform.

Previously, it had three colors, green, blue, and white from the combination of the three bracelets, but now it was turning black, with mysterious silver writings on it.

He had no idea what he had just made, or how the combination of these three simple bracelets he made could lead to such an event. However, he began memorizing the writings and pushing them into his cells because he noticed that the writings were beginning to fade away.

“You don’t have to memorize it, now it’s yours and the knowledge it contains will be available to you at any time.” A voice sounded beside him, and he recognized it. It was the Steward of the Black Tower Khasos

Andar turned to the spectral figure of the two-headed Archmage who appeared beside him and he bowed deeply, he could barely keep his attention on the Archmage as the Bracer in his hands was calling his attention like a siren.

“Prepare yourself, the feedback from the universe will soon descend, if you can, try not to break through to become a Mage, instead use it to deepen your foundations, as you don’t know your limits yet.”

Andar was confused, “Feedback?”

Suddenly a chill emanated from where his fingertips touched the bracer and his consciousness was covered by an intense white light for a brief second before he appeared beside a field of grass. 𝑖𝘦.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Andar looked around confused, as he noticed that his body had been physically transported to another location.

He looked up in the bright blue sky and he saw seven suns, but their lights were not bright, instead, they were warm and filled his body with strength. The horizon in this place seemed to go on forever.

Andar thought he could see several gigantic pillars in the distance but he could not be sure because his sight and perception could not see that far.

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