The Primordial Record-Chapter 1155: Final Lessons

The boy was dumbstruck. In the midst of his amazement and pain, he was aware that there should be no way that his parents could hold back the Ouroboros Serpents, and yet they did, and it was as if the scales had been knocked away from his eyes and he understood.

In this world, power belonged to the strong. How can one man stand before an ocean or wrestle a tsunami to submission?

His parents had shown him the way. Will was everything.

A man can do anything if he is willing to sacrifice. His parents had always told him he had knowledge but lacked wisdom. He had thought there was nothing he could learn from them anymore, and yet it turned out that he could not be any more wrong.

Struggling from his prone position, he bowed towards his parents and began walking towards them, he passed Lost who stood with his mouth agape at what he was witnessing, a weird light flowing through his eyes because it seemed he had come across a realization.

The boy walked up to his parents and everything seemed to freeze around the three of them, the red un and Primordial Ouroboros becoming nothing but a backdrop to the three of them, with his present size, he was like a mouse beside their gigantic foot, and his raised hands could barely reach his mother's toe, he whispered,

"Dawn..." then he turned to his father, "Dawn..."

The eyes of his parents were closed as if they were asleep but they still smiled when they heard his voice,

"You finally called us by our name, our child finally called us by name... but we have not yet withstood one of your blows," his mother spoke with a smile, golden blood dripping out from the side of her lips,

"Thank you for all you have done for me, you did not force your knowledge onto me, instead you showed me the path, allow me to make use of it."

Saying this, his body began to grow, and it did not stop at his previous diminutive size that was under ten feet, in a short moment he towered over his parents, and now they were the size of ants before him.

Standing thousands of feet tall, he bent down and sized the Primordial Ouroboros Serpents by the neck, as his Natal Treasures erupted from his back with a fountain of golden blood, and before the fiery serpent in his hands could struggle the nine Natal Treasures in the forms of massive serpents attacked it from all angles and tore it to pieces.

Their form began to transform before his Natal Treasures had the form of massive serpents but there was something missing that made them incomplete, and now after devouring the Essence of the Primordial Ouroboros Serpent, their bodies had begun to fill in the blank spaces.

The red sun was only a few dozen feet away from him, but this golden giant was not even looking at it, instead, he crouched and gently carried his parents and placed them behind him, turning his back to the red sun, he gently caressed the faces of his mother and father, his

touch slowly healing them of their grievous wounds,

"Let your child show you, all that he has learned."

The nine serpents behind him that had completed their impromptu evolution opened their fearsome maws and roared, and within their throat was an inferno of golden flame. These serpents were the essence of the Ouroboros hunger.

As the golden giant slowly healed his parents, his nine evolved serpents charged at the red sun, and they were not trying to push it back, that was not the way the Ouroboros Serpent operated, instead they saw the sun as food.

Their bodies expanding into gargantuan colossi that filled up the small spaces separating them, they tore through the many eyes that were watching the ongoing event with hate and enjoyment and their heads penetrated the red sun, and with an alien roar that sounded as if they were screaming and inhaling at the same time, they began to feed.

The red sun at first did not seem to notice any changes, but suddenly across the best stretch of its body that extended for millions of miles, its bright light dimmed, and it grounded to a halt.

The countless voices emerging from the red sun went silent, and then it began to scream because, for the first time since it was born, it knew pain and fear, so much so that it eclipsed its entire mental space.

It might have been very powerful, but its creator did not make it to last, and so its mind had few defenses when it came to an alien situation like this. The red sun did not know how to process pain or fear and so it was stuck, unable to move, unable to understand, it could do nothing but scream.

The golden giant shuddered as his body was consumed by red flames, his serpents were draining so much power that the feedback reaching him was almost more than he could handle, but he had learned a fundamental lesson today, Will was everything!

It did not matter the heights of the waves, he would conquer them, it did not matter the size of the mountain, it would be made low. He looked at the seven golden suns below him and he beckoned and the central one flew towards him.

For this golden sun, he had suffered countless times, and now he understood that they had already recognized him, what was left was for him to understand himself and the potential inside of him,

Bringing the golden orb into his chest, it melted and entered inside his body and immediately the red flames that were burning across his body vanished.

The golden giant shuddered, took a step back and he roared. A beam of golden light erupted out of his mouth that sliced the red sun in half and continued onward until it slammed against the threshold that separated the lower continents from the upper continents.

What happened next was horrifying, and its consequences would have been more far- reaching if not for the fact that the threshold had a healing function.

The god-child had a single technique he wanted to bring to the apex, and that was his Splitting Slice technique, which could transform one slice into an infinite amount the moment it reached his target.

The red sun that was split apart could not even last a few seconds despite the impressive energy storehouse granted to it by Memory/Mind. An infinite number of the greed of the Ouroboros spread throughout its body and consumed all it had to offer. In a second, the red sun that was millions of miles across vanished.

In the heavens, something more drastic was occurring. The threshold began to shatter. It healed immediately of course, but an observer would have thought the world was glitching because the heavens above their heads would vanish and reappear many times, and the visions that were revealed anytime this happened were terrifying.

For the first time in forever, the many inhabitants of the lower continents saw the true face of their world.