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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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The Pride of The Ouroboros Serpents

"Hmm…" Caine had immediately noticed the change inside the Forge, and his eyes turned to Eva, "What little games are you playing beneath my sight?"

The Sovereigns stopped blocking the Ouroboros Serpents and retreated, flying towards the clouds above. The Ouroboros Serpents now freed from their clutches, thundered past, their movement creating massive tremors in space. In a few seconds, they would be reaching his body.

Caine tapped the side of his chin in contemplation, "I will admit, that was a stupid move; releasing your beasts. You could have lasted a bit longer, the game was just becoming more interesting. Are you that desperate to fade from the Immortal Coil?"

'She was not referring to them.' A thought flew past Rowan's mind, and Caine beside him froze, his two-colored eyes slowly turned to Rowan, and a feeling of hate and revulsion bubbled up within him and this time he did not fight this feeling, allowing it to wash over him.