The maw filled with greed descended, but before they could begin feasting upon Reality made flesh, the baby extended a hand to them as if in welcome.
Rowan watched Primordial Soul freeze as if in indecision for a moment before an untold hunger fell upon her, and she began to feast.
Dismissing this aspect of his memories, Rowan opened his eyes and saw that his body had changed. Under the baptism of his memories, he had become more perfect; the last of the scars left from the battle with Primordial Soul were all gone, and he appeared like a radiant deity who was opening his eyes after a long time of sleep.
His eyes had also changed, filled with endless layers denoting all the laws and powers that Rowan had mastered in his life. If an Old One were to peer into his eyes mistakenly, they would become fastened in place as their souls would freeze trying to comprehend a fraction of the mysteries in his eyes.
