Chapitre 1192: The Sacrifice Of Chaos

This intrusive thought was stuck in his head, his memories were fragmented but he still remembered that the Primordial Record could not fully understand the intricacies of his dimensional flesh, as far as he could tell he was the first living dimension in existence, and although the Primordials had been around even before time began, it did not mean there had ever been anyone else like him.

His understanding of dimensions and how to manipulate them came instinctively to him because he was a dimension and knew that if someone else wanted to hide under his sight, this was the route to follow, but was this manner of thinking common? Could it be that his greatest advantage had been with him all along but he had just been chasing fluff?