NOVPUBKarma was an extremely potent force in the life of a mortal, but for an immortal, Karma becomes even more prevalent, because the Karma of a mortal was short, his lifespan barely passing a thousand years or at most a hundred thousand, if that mortal happened to become an Earth god, but for an immortal whose lifespan stretched for an infinity, calculating their future became a lesson in futility, although this did not stop many from trying.
The possibility of knowing the future was always enticing as it gave an almost matchless advantage.
An Old One would calculate the future using their dense Aetherium and Essence to power this process. Still, this process was ridiculously energy intensive, and if the Old One was not careful they could be sucked into the threads of Karma, and forget to pull themselves out of it until their bodies and souls perished.
If any Old One could see the thread of Karma swirling around Elura's fingers, they would be shocked to their core because it contained so much complexity that even a hundred of them would be drained dry, but Elura's frown only deepened as she gathered more threads of Karma with both hands until they swirled around her in a storm causing Seed to turn towards her in amazement, the depths of his daughter's powers never failed to astonish him,
"Have you not gathered more than enough threads Elura, do you not see his Fate?"
Elura's frown only worsened as she kept gathering more, and then with a cry of rage, she allowed the threads she was collecting to scatter. Anytime she wanted to take a plunge inside Karma, a great fear filled her soul and she knew that her preparations were not enough, if she ventured into Rowan's Karma with the threads she had gathered, it would only lead to her death.
So she did not look, only gave a cry of rage and allowed the threads to dissipate, she glanced at Seed whose frown had covered his face and she grimaced,
"I… I… can't. There is nothing to grasp in his fate, perhaps it is being shielded by a Primordial because I cannot touch it."
"Hahahaha, what do you mean, Elura, he is right there! You did not attempt to reach across to him, I have weakened his body to that of a mortal and his soul has been bounded to his flesh by that cursed blade, no matter how powerful he becomes he is still a freaking mortal and that meant his Fate can be read like a book,"
The eyes of Seed tightened as he looked at Elura with suspicion, as a green glow began to arise from the depths of his white eyes, and its shape when looked upon closely resembled a tree, but this tree was made out of bones and their number was infinite,
"Are you lying to me, Child? What did you see of his Fate?! This is not the time for any machinations, do not try to hide any of it from me or I shall flay you like a worm."
Elura's face went white in anger as she pointed at the sky,
"Is that what a mortal should be capable of? You damned old man, your plans were supposed to be foolproof, his character and desires were all seen through by you, then why did you not also anticipate that his reach would surround all of Reality! I have half a mind with partnering with the Eldarah to bring you down if this matter goes beyond what was promised. I did not lie to you, his Fate is beyond my calculations even when it is brought down to the level of a mortal."
Seed muttered aloud, "This is wrong, something does not add up."
Elura laughed with anger, "You think? He is inside the Memory of Primordial Life and so no other forces in existence should be able to shield his Fate from my grasp, and so the only reason I can't reach him is because you made a mistake, your understanding of his capabilities was too shallow and we did not gather all of him! There must be a part of him out there and they are standing behind the Primordial who is unleashing their power upon Reality!"
Seed frowned, the words of Elura brushing across his consciousness but he was not listening to her as his hackles were beginning to rise.
Something was wrong here. There should have been no reason that he would be arguing with Elura on this issue when the core of the matter had already been settled. This was out of his character, and it was almost as if someone had reached into his head and was changing his thoughts.
He had brought a weakened Rowan to the Memory of Primordial Life as it should have always been, and what happens next would follow the Will of his Creator, and there should be no reason why he had become irritated with Elura for a small issue like understanding Rowan's future.
This was not a matter that should have been brought up in any light. With Rowan inside the Memory of Primordial Light, he was simply a fish on the chopping block, waiting for the blade to fall, and whatever was happening in Reality was something that could be understood in time because they still had Rowan in hand.
Seed cursed inside his heart, In the holy name of the Primordial Life, no one could tell his Fate, and although it was odd that Rowan who had been brought to the edge of mortality could still fight against Elura's calculation, Seed should have expected it, the child was special and was quite strange, it was very possible that a small part of his consciousness had resisted the call of the Memory of Primordial Life and Seed did not even want to believe that this was possible, but he decided to allow this thought for the sake of his sanity.
Then why was he annoyed?
He had the child precisely where he wanted him, and everything that happened from this point was…
Seed's eyes widened and he turned away from Elura and looked towards the memory of Primordial Life and Rowan with a red blade still plunged into his skull was standing on the frozen ocean and looking at the storm above.
His hands were spread open and his eyes were closed, red hair pouring down from his head like a waterfall made from blood, his form was like a Phantom of Destruction.
Seed and Elura unconsciously took a step back.
