A terrifying wave of formless intent was arising from the ocean of Memory behind Rowan, and as much as he would like to luxuriate in the momentum of reaching the peak of the sixth-dimensional level, there was still much to do and danger surrounded him that was rapidly growing closer.
The memory of his dimensional soul had fused with him almost instantaneously, and this slight delay was simply because of the ridiculous amount of data that his dimensional soul had gathered from his speculations using the enhanced abilities of his Will of Truth, Limbo, and fifty million years of war with the Primordial Domains from the Map.
This amount of data was almost infinite in size and despite Rowan's ridiculous processing powers, there was still a slight delay before he could absorb all of these data.
