Demon, Light, Time

Rowan's soul quivered when he looked at the remnants of what he assumed was a Primordial Beast. He did not know what to expect whenever he had visions of Primordials, but there was something he had noticed during these encounters.

Anytime he saw a Primordial through visions or encounters like these that came either through the support of the Primordial Record or in this case, his soul like when he opened his Spirit Matrix Gate, the Primordials he encountered always seemed so primitive, there was no vast flashing light or grand Aura surrounding their bodies.

However, take the case of the vision he saw through the eyes of Old Man Seed, the Primordial in that vision were all incredibly mighty and carried such intense Aura of power that their presence was branded forever in the mind of anyone who saw them. These thoughts to him did not seem very relevant, yet he thought it was odd.