The Primordial Record - Chapter 2066 The Fourth Generation (2)

Chapter 2066  The Fourth Generation (2)

The Origin Realms, despite being a product of the fifth layer of Space, could not equal Eos’s Origin Land in energy density, but it was far more complete than Eos’s Origin Land, meaning it could hold a wide variety of life that even his Origin Land would struggle to give birth to.

Every single moment that passes, Eos could feel like emerging from all over the Origin Realms. It was like tiny shockwaves resounding through his consciousness, and he had come to love that sound of life emerging.

Inside of Eosah’s Reality, a single drop of Primordial Essence had been enough to make the inhabitants insane with happiness at the amount of energy they had available to them.

However, if Eosah’s Reality with that single drop of Primordial Essence was placed inside one of the Origin Realms, it would be likened to a barren desert.

The Origin Realms contained vast Essence power that surpassed that of an average Primordial, and every time a Primordial ascended and linked themselves to an Origin Realm, they increased the energy reserves of that realm.

Every day that passed, the lowest threshold of life kept increasing across the Origin Realms, and now, after a hundred million years, mere mortals could now love for up to five hundred years, and this number was increasing very quickly.

In time, perhaps in a billion years, then mortals would be born as Earth gods who could live as long as their souls were stable, and their greatest challenges would be to discover how to transform their souls.

A good bloodline was not enough; there must be a place where these bloodlines are to be nurtured, and the Origin Realms perfectly satisfied this requirement.

Then there was the overall nature of the society that Eos wanted. With his power, it was an easy thing for him to end all wars across the Origin Realms, and he did this, but because he understood the need for a powerful population, he encouraged martial might to flourish.

Disagreements were normal across various species, but the fights were usually among champions of those species, and they were mostly bloodless.

There were certain sick individuals who craved bloodlust, but they did not survive for long before they were eradicated. Eos wanted warriors, not monsters.

The Origin Realms were safe from the reach of End, but only if he did not nurture it well. The weakest chink in his armor was the mortals and the immortals under him.

Their minds were fragile, and they could be easily corrupted by outside influence. If not for the sheer power of Origin inside the Realms that were subtly influencing the minds of everyone in it, then creating a society without war would be impossible even for him without taking drastic measures.

Eos had been quickly aware of the fact that the power of Origin, especially in great amounts, could manipulate the minds of those inside of it, and now he began to understand how the Luminious had fallen.

They were the race closest to Origin, and after them, Eos believed he was coming close, but he could never equal how much Origin they must have had running in their veins.

Although Origin was a benevolent force that was concerned with creation, it could also be too benevolent.

The Luminious were largely passive and refused to change, but Eos believed that this was because they allowed their power to control them, not the other way around.

He would be a fool not to realize that he had also changed when he fully took the power of Origin and disregarded End, but this was a change he controlled, not the other way round.

It was not as if there was no wisdom in the path of the Temple of End. When you fought monsters, you had to use every tool available to you, but at the same time, there were lines that should not be crossed.

Eos knew that the power of End was entirely rotten, and because its influence was so pervasive that he would not trust himself with it, let alone his children, who did not have the willpower to resist something like this.

The Temple of End was playing with fire, and they would be burned if they were not careful, but its leader, Lumen, was still a part of Enoch, and Eos feared that the same madness that drove Enoch to end Existence and break the boundary of Existence could also be influencing the decision-making of Lumen.

Lumen believed that it was the right path to fuse both the power of Origin and End, and while Eos could see some of the wisdom in this path, this was only applicable if End had not gained a malevolent sentience that craved the extinction of all life. You could only bargain with End, and it could not be reasoned with, but with every bargain made, you became more corrupted.

Perhaps, Lumen had made one too many bargains, and the wings of Enoch could not recognize how deeply it had fallen into the abyss.

Without the love and prayer of his children that balanced Eos, he knew that he also would have attempted to take the path of Lumen, it was highly possible that the Temple of End, created Eos so that Lumen could be complete, afterall, the wings needed a body, and who else could be worthy enough to wear them if not the embodiment of the past and the future… the child of both the Luminious and Hundun.

The final portion of his methodology for creating Primordials was the techniques needed for the lifeforms in his Origin Realms to reach the highest known level.

Before now, Eos had a million different techniques that could perform this task, and it had been a pleasing challenge to find the methods he needed to make a technique that could serve the needs of all his children, no matter the shape they took or their talent, yet possessed enough power that they could stand toe to toe with any similar opponent in Existence and come out on top.

Eos could never have expected that the answer to that question would emerge from Circe’s dream and his missing Incarnation.