The Primordial Record - Chapter 2157 To Taint Silence

Chapter 2157 To Taint Silence
The core of Truth had always been there inside every part of Eos, even his Incarnations, because this was his Central Will, and despite the fact that with his talent, he had access to every Will in Existence, they were not his Central Will, and when he made that upgrade, the ripple effect touched all of his Incarnations.
“I think I am beginning to understand the powers of a Luminious. This creature before us is a form of singularity,” Primordial Light declared to the remaining host of fourteen hundred through their shared link. “We cannot out-complex him. We cannot out-darken him. We must break him on the anvil of definition itself. We will give him so many true names, so many undeniable identities, that his singular nature will be forced to encompass contradictions he cannot hold. I will need all of your help to make this possible.”
The remaining Incarnations rallied to a final, brutal tactic, which would be to burn the concept of Silence from Existence.
With the weaving of his Origin core complete, Primordial Light that was left with just half his body, suddenly expanded into a colossus, his massive hand reaching out for silence, and burning like a sun in the center of his palm was a beam of revelation, and this light was screaming an absolute truth.
“You are the First Light! The source from which I was fractured! You are the progenitor of revelation!” What this beam of light was screaming was a lie, but it was a lie with the weight of a primordial concept behind it. It was a definition forced upon an undefinable entity.
In the battle of concepts, Luminous Silence may have experience, but Primordial Light had power, and although he could not fully make use of this power that was quickly slipping out of his hands, he could try, and sometimes, that was all that mattered.
The beam of light struck the massive sphere of Silence, and the entire sphere trembled and shook as if it were a large drop of water placed inside a frying pan.
Luminous Silence recoiled, and an unexpected gasp emerged from the sphere of silence.
The name and declaration stuck like a burning brand on the edge of his being. For the first time, he was partially defined by something other than silence.
If anything else inside Existence or outside of it had tried such an attack, it would have been so useless that Luminious Silence would not have bothered to respond, but Primordial Light was working with the fifth layer of Origin, and this power exceeded Luminious Silence’s understanding.
It was a shame that, compared to the overall volume of Luminious Silence, Primordial Light was just too small. He was not only fighting against the concept of Silence itself, but the Luminious also had the advantage of Lumina and his bloodline.
However, for now, Luminious Silence was almost stunned in place as the rest of the Incarnation, seeing the success of Luminious Light, followed his path.
Seeing this, a tide of Primordials followed. Primordial Fire placed his hands on the back of the massive Primordial Light and channeled his flames through his body, so it reflected on the massive sphere of silence as he roared, “You are the Eternal Combustion! The heat at the heart of all things!”
However, Primordial Fire did not stop here. Trying to fight a Luminious was extremely dangerous, and there was no room for half measures. Even as he poured this truth into the sphere of silence, he immolated himself, causing his essence to become a corona of definition around the Eternal Being.
Primordial Light had opened the road to Luminious Silence’s defenses because, as long as Luminious Silence could not shake off the truth that Primordial Light had just poured into his concept, there was a road for others to follow.
Primordial Flame was essentially sacrificing himself so that he could infect the conceptual body of Luminious Silence like a virus.
Primordial Ice followed behind, “You are the ultimate Loss! The silence that was before the first flame!” He dissolved himself into a stream of moisture that wormed into the cracks Light had made.
The massive sphere of silence began to vibrate with increasing intensity. It was impossible to pin a color on the sphere; even Prime, who was watching the battle from afar, saw Luminious Silence as a sphere of nothing.
However, that nothing was now being stained by the colors of the Incarnation.
Primordial Song drove himself into the light, screaming, “You are the Thing Unmade! The potential that can never be realized!” and he shattered against Luminous Silence, forcing the concept of unfulfilled potential into his being.
A weird scream emerged from Luminious Silence as Primordial Number followed the path opened by the others and dug himself deep into the body of Luminious Silence, as he whispered, “Your beginning. Your end. You are bound.”
Hundreds of Primordials followed, each sacrificing their existence to force a single, contradictory definition upon the Eternal Being.
They were not attacking his form, none of them was strong enough to do that, except he chose to emerge from his conceptual state, what they were doing was attacking his nature.
The Incarnations were committing conceptual suicide to create a paradox within the heart of Silence.
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Luminous Silence would never believe in a thousand lifetimes that he would ever face a situation like this one.
He had never had any concern that at any point in his life, he would be dying to a lower lifeform or even dying in general.
The Luminous were forbidden from killing themselves, as their numbers were too small, and although there had been executions in the past, this had only happened once to a traitor who had sought to free Existence from the grasp of the Luminous.
Despite his extreme carefulness, or what other Luminious would call timidity, Luminious Silence had never truly taken the threats from the Incarnation quite seriously. Even if their main body, Eos, was here, Luminious Silence would not be afraid of him, knowing that it was impossible for him to die.
However, there were many ways to kill, and Luminious Silence had just discovered that with the heart to sacrifice for the greater good, then it was indeed very possible to change the core of who he was.
What was interesting about this was that an immortal of his stature had a firm concept of what they were, because they were indeed that concept itself, and when Silence believed that it was no longer silence, it was light or sound or fire, then that was death.
“Damned maggots! How dare you seek to taint me?!”


