The Last Primal Chapter 463
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[Your understanding of the Primordial Laws is increasing…]
[The Divinity: Basic (Level 1) Progress: 1%…]
[The Divinity: Basic (Level 1) Progress: 1.01%…]
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[The Divinity: Basic (Level 1) Progress: 17.74%…]
As Aiden was bathed in the golden and platinum shine and as his mind slowly began to process the immense knowledge, at the same time, his progress, his experience, his proficiency with his newly acquired skill continued to grow, continued to increase.
Seconds turned to minutes which then transformed into hours as Aiden remained in this state without any change in sight. The strange glimmer, the glow that surrounded him were retained, its colors continuously shifting, alternating between the bright golden luster that was now a trademark trait for Aiden, and the unknown, platinum hue.
Aiden was in a deep state, the outside world has completely vanished for him, his senses have closed, allowing him to completely immerse himself in this unknown state of being.
Slowly but surely he began to grasp some grains about the grand laws that built up not just this singular universe, but the EXISTENCE itself. The eternal battle between the eternal, ever-present darkness and the unkillable strands of light. Despair and Hope in an eternal whirlpool, their battle never-ending.
These simple truths, these metaphoric, philosophical debates were the basis of everything. The essence, which was ultimately the life force, the light that pushed away from the void.
Still, despite the grand conjectures, the heavy, profound thesis, Aiden found himself growing more and more confused as he was slowly being fed this vast amount of information. What did this all mean?
Yet, he had no time to stop and ponder, as the endless ocean continued to be forcefully pushed onto him. Images, visions, memories of the immensity of everything his mind was absolving kept flashing through in front of his mental eyes.
Though he was unaware, the process, the transformation he was undergoing, was something that no one else could have possibly accomplished. Though he has already begun to pass down his legacy, and his once proud race has once again begun to show itself, he was still the very last true primal in existence.
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His natural ability to absorb and fuse the life essence, and with it, the life, traits, skills, and most importantly the soul, the being of his opponent was what made this entire process possible.
The ability to absorb consciousness and make it his own was what made this peculiar fusion to be a possibility.
His mind was invaded with the memories of another being, which though was told was his own, in reality, was something far more…
Assaulted by strange visions, Aiden's mind slowly was overtaken by strange, unknown, incomprehensive memories…
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Immersed in the process of this fusion, everything else around Aiden slowly became irrelevant. With his senses closed, allowing him to submerge into the depth of his own soul world, slowly but surely Aiden was losing everything that defined him. His experiences, as if layers were slowly peeled off one after another, leaving nothing behind, but the plain, naked truth.
A shapeless, amorphous blob floated in the vastity of the void. Its thin membrane kept wobbling, its surface rippled as if an invisible current was slowly drifting him towards an unknown destination.
Yet, the little creature was not still, it was processing vast amounts of information, slowly absolving it, making it his own. The creature, which was nothing more than just a lingering soul, a remnant of the past began to stir as it seemingly reached a threshold, crossed a milestone.
Engulfed in platinum shine, the little, shapeless, formless creature's center was slowly starting to show a change. An object was slowly forming, a crystal, acting as its center, his core appeared.
As the crystal stirred into action, the little blob's clear plasma began to whirl, and twitch, as energy began to fill it up, causing his clear, semi-transparent nature to change, to shift. Chaos erupted in his center, giving way to more and more changes.
The little blob was evolving, changing, accomodating to its new directives…
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As the weird, strange vision ended, Aiden found himself more confused than ever before. What was what he was seeing? Or maybe, a better question was… Who?
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Shouldn't this process just be a fusion of his own manifestation of divine will? If so, why was he assaulted with these strange, mysterious images?
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Time kept passing as Aiden was lost in his own world. Eventually, it seemed that the process was coming to a temporary halt, the continuous luminous cover that engulfed his body was fading, his body, still sitting cross-legged in front of his own statue, was becoming visible once again.
He felt the connection waning, his consciousness gradually awakening from its slumber. His eyelids fluttering, Aiden was slowly returning to reality, though still lost in a sea of questions, and doubts.
He didn't feel that he gained anything, other than confusing, incomprehensible images that assaulted his mind for the past hours.
Images, visions mostly about an empty, endless void, akin to what his understanding of the universe was, except that there would be no stars, no planets, no asteroids… no life.
In the images, he was the only, singular entity, the only creature in existence, the sole convergence of that universe's entirety of life forces. He was the only, and with that, also the ultimate existence.
Still, that realization would have given him no solace, no happiness, as there was no one to share this feat with, no one to consult with. He felt lonely, sad in those visions.
In those few hours of images that he was forced to relive, he experienced countless years of existence. He witnessed how the amorphous blob, which was vastly similar to his first form, slowly began to grow and change, ultimately gaining sentience in the span of a couple of million years.
Though he probably witnessed at most 1% of the entity's entire history, Aiden saw its birth, how it came to realize itself, how it grew sentience, how it began to refer to itself as he, and how it kept gaining power.
Clearly, there was more to process, more to see, more to witness, but he had to take it slow. His mind, though strong, still had its limits, the journey of this entity seemed to be much more than Aiden could currently take.
Gradually coming back to his senses, Aiden glances over the blinking feed of messages, instantly turning shocked as he saw the progress he has made.
[The Divinity: Basic (Level 1) Progress: 20.01%…]
Seeing the messages, Aiden sighed as his eyelids slowly parted. A look of disappointment was the first look that flashed across his gaze, as he slowly came back to his senses.
Though he made tremendous progress, most of it completely unaware, it was still not enough to complete his goal. He was closer, much closer in completing his System Quest, yet, at the same time far away from it.
Though he held knowledge he didn't know about before, it was not just incomplete, it was mostly comprehensive, it made absolutely no sense.
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Seeing the young master returning to them, it was the eager, little lizard who broke the silence first.
"Young Master! Young Master! You are awake!"
Hearing the excited voice of his newest servant, a thin smile emerged on Aiden's face. He turned to him and was about to speak when suddenly his eyes went wide with shock and surprise.
Not just his either, all four of his servants froze in their spots, as suddenly a shock wave of energy flashed through their bodies.
A familiar life force churned, Number 3's cocoon pulsed, she was ready to emerge from her cocoon!
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AN: Hey there Readers!
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