Inside the Memory of Space, Rowan pushed on with unwavering conviction, as he knew that everything he was seeing here needed to be passed across to his main body so he had to be wary of risk, yet he knew if he did not push as deeply as he could, then what he could bring back to his main body would not be worth the effort.
The pressure was growing as he headed deeper into the past, but Rowan had suppressed all the growing fears and uncertainty about the fate of his body and the unknown nature of the enemy assaulting him, trusting that his plans had to keep him safe for as long as possible.
Realities around him had been reduced to hundreds, then tens, until there was a single one, and here Rowan stopped as he looked at the first Reality to exist. He did not know what to expect, but it certainly did not disappoint him.
