The Primordial Record

Chapter 1463 A Clear Head

The Dark One roared with surprise and pain, and this pain was not just of his flesh, but the soul as well.

His nature had worked against him, no matter the danger that these people may have posed against him, they were still mortal beings and it was almost impossible for him to take such a pitiful creature with any degree of seriousness, an ant with a larger flaming mandible was still an ant, even if he was to stand still and let the ants attack, it would be difficult for it to threaten his life, and how much damage could be done to his body when he was healing faster than any damage these ants were supposed to make?

Everything was perfect, everything made sense, then how could it begin to go wrong? How could anything touch him!?

He was not just being arrogant, the Dark One had directed the shape of power on this continent for hundreds of thousands of years, he had controlled what could be understood by the mortals, and strangled any sort of genius who was able to rise to his level by obscuring the path to godhood, butchered any mortal who were still talented to bridge that gap by themselves despite his efforts to make that road all but impossible to walk, and he had ensured that he was the only one who could ever become a god.

This was something that he had to do many times, over and over again, and it nearly drove him insane, but it kept him at the top of creation after the seemingly endless years that passed.