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Chapter 927  A Place To Call Home

With the amount of change his actions can create it was almost funny how weak he was, relatively, but that was what came when he was comparing himself with Primordials and creatures that were incredibly ancient.

With no barrier between him and his Ascension except for the matter of ascension towards higher dimensions, Rowan was determined to complete his entire Supreme Circles in his three bloodlines.

There were nine Supreme Circles of ascension, and when an Immortal reached the peak of the Supreme Circles, the only path upwards was the path of Will I.e higher Dimensions.

Usually, an Immortal would have to reach the limits of their 9th Circle before they would begin to search for the path towards Will, a majority of immortals would never find this path, and if they were not affiliated with a Supreme World ensuring their immortal souls could be preserved for eternity, they would perish with the death of their universe.

Rowan did not follow the accepted pattern, when he was barely in the fourth Supreme Circle, he already had access to Will and was battling those who had completed their Circles and attained Will.

The quickest way for him to get powerful now was to push all his bloodlines to the peak, if he did so it would aid him in upgrading his Will, after all, an Immortal was supposed to attain Will after the 9th Circle because of special abilities they obtained after they reached that level. He had paused the ascension of his Ouroboros bloodline to the Immortal level with the advice of the Primordial Record, because the moment he made his last bloodline Immortal, he would be granted a Class, and according to the Primordial Record, he needed to be in an Established Space with a greater dominion over space-time, that meant he needed to be on a fourth-dimensional space or higher to be granted a suitable class. The higher the dimension he chooses to gain his class, the better it is for him.

This plan coincided with his wish to locate a higher dimension so that he could begin his path toward power with as little obstruction as possible. That left him with an enormous decision to make. Outside the Great Darkness, which was the Primordial Chaos Fourth Dimension that contained all the third-dimensional universe in existence, there were numerous Supreme Worlds, all connected with it, most of them were limited to the Fourth Dimensional level and would never ascend higher, and few Dimensions could reach a truly high level. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Yet if Rowan wanted a Class, he would prefer if he gained it at the best possible location, that means he would have to locate a dimension of a Primordial which went as far as the 9th level.

At this point he knew of only four Dimensions with this capability, the first was Chaos, although he was imprisoned, his higher dimensions still existed, ruled by the children of Chaos, but with the presence of Caine, Rowan could not enter that Dimension.

The second was the Great Abyss, and for a while, this location seemed the best option for him, he only needed to enter any level of the Abyss and ascend his Ouroboros Bloodline to the immortal level to trigger his Class, but at this point the Great Abyss should be in turmoil, three Demon Kings had perished alongside numerous Demon Princes.

The entire Abyss was in a state of war and any disturbance, no matter how minor was to be investigated, and if Rowan was following the rumors correctly, the death of three Demon Kings had reached other ears, and one of those parties was the Celestials, and there were rumors that the armies of heaven were about to move against The Pit.

This led him to his Third Option, the Celestial Dimension. Rowan was a Creator, and according to the information he had gained from his Principality, he was not the only Celestial Creator in existence as the Primordial of Light gave this power to his most able agents, although there was no one could create such powerful Angels such as Rowan in so little time.

If he wanted to begin his journey to the top, then The Heavens should be his best option, a Creator like him would be welcomed and cherished, except there was a small snag, the origins of his Angels were problematic.

If Rowan was correct in his assumptions, his Angels were technically dead, killed in a distant battle between the Great Abyss and the Shining City, their souls imprisoned in darkness for all eternity. One of the Creators of Light that died in that great battle was a being called Eve, which Rowan resurrected as his bloodline evolved from a Soul Seizer to a Soul Seizer, to Avatar of Eve, and then Sheol.

The root of his Sheol bloodline shared a foundation with the demonic when Rowan had harvested the Anima of a goddess when he was inside the Nexus which went on to influence his bloodline as he evolved it higher. It was later that he discovered that this \'goddess\' Minerva was not a God of Trion but a Demon King.

If Rowan entered the Shining City, they would later realize that the roots of his Angels no matter how noble they were, were steeped in the demonic. He doubted that he would be able to convince them otherwise.

The last option was one he came across recently, The Eldar. The Primordial power who gave him the power of his Third Bloodline, the Land of Miracles.

Out of all the options above, this one strikes him as the best option, due to several factors, and the most important was that of all the other Primordial powers he knew, the Land of Miracles was famous for bringing in a diverse group of people into their fold and they did not particularly care about their previous history. It was a land that dealt mostly with the power of exchange. If you have the right resources to exchange, then you could live like an emperor among gods. Also, Elura his mother should be present there, at least according to Maeve.

Rowan did not fully trust his mother, so many mysteries still surrounded her, but he knew that he could work with her given the right conditions.

All this while as he was thinking, a frown had been slowly building up on his face, something he wished not to happen was about to and he could only sigh and accept the consequences.

"I told you I saw he was not a mirage, he is really surviving here without a skin suit. The wind may obscure his presence sometimes, but my Eye of Gold can piece every obstacle in existence and he could not hide himself from it."

Twelve figures materialized around Rowan, they had cloaked themselves and crawled towards him, Rowan had noticed them a while back, and although he had placed Wards of deterrence around this mountain, it did not stop some stubborn individual from trying to reach him. Over the years, several individuals had broken through his Wards, but what happened next was always extremely disturbing.