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The Primordial Record

Rowan Kuranes awoke in a new world inside the body of a dying prince. His new body contains terrifying secrets that he has to protect, for inside him lies the key to Eternity. He alone possesses the bloodline of The Ouroboros Serpents with authority over Time. He had Dominion over Sheol, and every soul would be his to keep. He lords over the Host of the Highest Heavens to the Abyssal Horde of the Deepest Hells. Rowan must learn to harness his new abilities and fight against his enemies who would stop at nothing to deprive him of his powers. Yet he must strive to keep a portion of his humanity alive, as he continuously evolves beyond godhood. A/N: There are horror elements, including Eldritch Horror from Lovecraft. A fan of blood-borne and abominable horrors that go bump in the night would love it. Epic action set pieces, and galaxy-wide battles, with an extremely overpowered MC who is a one-man army. https://discord.gg/UVvSCCMnCU Check out my discord. All future giveaways, fan art, and other fun stuff will be posted there. Thank you

BRICKTRADER · Fantasy
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1213 Chs

Sinking Continents

Noah Rithnast survived the explosion, his body was splayed out in midair, untouched, while the bedrock he had been pinned against had long vaporized. The three extra-dimensional energies acting on his flesh gave him a weird sense of immunity over the damage.

This however did not stop the effect of these three strange energies ravaging his body to show any effect, from his covering body with his hand spread wide, a constant stream of blood, pus, malformed snakes, and fog streamed out like rain.

Now he could do one thing, and that was to scream. The sound that erupted from the throat of the once Explorer was like a gong that announced the outbreak of what would be the most terrifying set of events to happen in this world.

His cries were heard across certain places in this world, on the top of a mountain, the bottom of the ocean, on certain roving clouds, in the bellies of pregnant women, in some continents, the rain hitting the ground were his cries.