Published at 26th of December 2025 7:33 am

Chapter 1949: Breaking The Cage of Time

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All the while that Noctis had been speaking, only his mouth and eyes had been moving. He had his face turned towards Rowan and his body facing the forge. He was still like a statue, making Rowan wonder whether the person talking to him was just a representation of this temple, not an individual being.

It was odd that the remaining eight members here still remained frozen, despite the presence of Rowan, and made no move to reveal themselves, and with the cloak on their bodies, Rowan could not tell if they were awake or dead.

Rowan remained silent when Noctis spoke of many things that he did not know; he knew an obvious trap when he saw it. The words of Noctis were highly insensitive; it was like blaming a cripple at birth that he could not run.

However, existence was intrinsically unfair, and Rowan had enjoyed many of the benefits of that unfairness. The only reason he could stand over the multitude and relatively have so few enemies was because Existence could accommodate a being like him whose presence supersedes many rules.

Noctis waited for a few minutes, and Rowan just watched him, his eyes glowing with weird lights as Eos directly took charge of his sight and began to investigate the anomaly before him.

The weird smile on Noctis’s face slowly disappeared, and he grimaced, "You are not going to be easy to work with."

"You mean easy to manipulate," Rowan countered, "Then no... I will not be your mark. I have a war on hand, and I have no time for games such as these. I do not need all the answers if I have the biggest stick."

Noctis grinned, "And do you... have the biggest stick?"

Rowan looked around, "This place is strange, time does not exist here, and this is an advantage, but also a disadvantage."

Like a puppet being controlled by an invisible puppeteer, the arms of Noctis arose, and he gestured to the temple around him, "This place has resisted the hunger of the Primordials for sixty-five Cosmic Eras; what better test can there be?"

Rowan smiled, "My test...

The entire space around them vibrated for a brief second, and Noctis went still, "What is..."

"VROOOMMM!"

A deep humming sound shook the air as the vibration of the temple exploded in intensity, and Noctis screamed, "Stop whatever you are doing this instant, or you will destroy the last chance that Existence has for survival."

The vibration continued, and Noctis growled like a rabid animal, "No more games, Rowan. I will tell you everything you need to know."

Rowan gestured, and the vibration stopped, "Noctis," he said, "Don’t fuck with me, I have long exceeded my limit for games."

A few minutes after the vibration ended, Noctis still appeared to be tense, and he looked at Rowan deeply, "This place should be sacrosanct, and the time stream here should be inviolable. Without our permission, nothing should change this rule... this is the foundation of this temple!"

Rowan shrugged, "That time stop, yes, I felt it. The moment I entered this place, you would think that all of my Incarnations I have outside would fall into the time stream of this temple, and you are not wrong. I cannot break the rule of this temple... I just have to outpace it."

"That is impossible," Noctis muttered.

Rowan simply smiled.

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Eos had three Incarnations in play, not because he could not create a trillion Incarnations if he wanted, but because he did not want to scatter his attention too much, because a lot of his consciousness power was pushed towards understanding the power of the Final Form, which he now knew was called End.

However, having just three Incarnations instead of the thousands he was accustomed to having at every moment came with advantages and drawbacks. As Eos, he could see everything happening inside Eosah’s Reality and in his realm, but he could not get all the little details that were easy to miss, except that he was personally there.

It was worth noting that many of his Incarnations lacked bodies. Eos had reached a point in his life where he had no natural or supernatural predators, and his enemies were the greatest of outliers in existence, and so the need for having multiple bodies to deal with issues had become nonexistent, since he could just easily will away the problems.

This led to him having a different strategy for his Incarnations, where he no longer gave them bodies; he just planted them in the hearts of certain individuals and even weapons.

When it was needed, these Incarnations could communicate or take charge, and in this manner, Eos could observe life in a manner he could never see if he used his frame of reference.

In fact, every single life inside of Eosah’s Reality and his Origin Land had the potential to generate his Incarnations at any given moment, and so if Rowan wanted a quadrillion Incarnations in an instant, he would have them.

All of this, of course, was tied to the greatest contributing factor, and that was the power of his consciousness.

Most would look at his powerful body and ridiculous techniques, and many would miss his incredible consciousness power born from a soul that had broken all limits.

Without the power of his soul, a lot of Rowan’s abilities would be useless as it would be impossible for him to operate them, in fact, with the situation on ground, it was his body and abilities that was lagging behind his soul power, although his body had briefly exceeded the power of his soul when he became an Apex Omniversal Titan, that tide had long shifted and his soul had been on an explosive increase.

Eos had been a baby for the majority of his life, and the weakest link of a baby was their weak consciousness. No one would call his consciousness weak, but Eos had been a baby during this period. Now that he was growing, his body at the eighth-dimensional level could no longer outpace the growth of his soul, which was not stuck at the lower-dimensional level. Eos was not willing to evolve his Class or physique.

With three Incarnations, Eos could channel a lot of his excess consciousness power into their bodies, and although one of his Incarnation was missing, Eos could still feel a steady ocean of consciouness power being allocated to him, and he did not restrict this flow, because he beleived that his Incarnation would make the best use of this resources anywhere he was, and Eos did not fear betrayal from himself.

Now, in the temple of the Architects of End, there was a peculiar environment where time no longer existed, but there was still a passage of something that equated to time, but it was not true time; however, this was a familiar field for Rowan, who had begun playing with the foundations of time and space for a while now.

If an average immortal with multiple bodies were to enter this temple, all of their bodies would not be able to know what happened to the one they sent inside the temple because their minds would not be able to process how time remained still, yet still moving. When a part of them outside of it could still feel the general flow of time that bound Limbo.

It was either their souls’ collapse, or to protect themselves from this strain, the soul would wipe out the memory of this temple. Rowan could not break the stagnant flow of time inside this temple because many of the underlying principles contained elements he had not yet understood, but he could break it forcefully.

You see, Eos’s Incarnation was experiencing at different rates, but that was because he was permitting it to happen. If he wanted, he could force his Incarnation to perceive time in the same manner that he was experiencing time, after all, his Incarnation was part of him, and just because he allowed the flow of the current to move them, it did not mean that if he wanted to stop, he would not be able to.

This was what Eos was doing that was leading to the near destruction of this temple; he was simply forcing his Incarnation to observe time at the same rate as the main body, and this caused a great contradiction inside this space that, if not resolved, would rip this temple away of its hideout.

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