Rowan cocked his head to the side in puzzlement, "I know of the World Stele and traces of a Map used by Primordial Time; if there is the presence of any other Singularity, I am yet unaware of them."
"If you have not yet recognized the remnants of seed, then your fate does not align with it. Perhaps in time that might change."
"A Singularity that I have not yet recognized," Rowan mused internally, and his hand stroked his jaw in thought. The eyes of Eosah flashed as she muterred,
"Incredible, you are already adapting to this place. It is a shame that you tore the boundary of my flesh open and released my dead essence, hastening the end of Reality, if you had kept my boon away from the masses. In less than two major eras, you will be unmatched in all existence."
