Rowan had been slowly exploring the path from the first to the third dimension, enjoying this new method of advancement, the fourth dimension of time should have been more pleasurable as he unwrapped the mysteries of time, yet in his irritation, he had gained the answers just like that.
Rowan did not care if his present attitude would make every genius in existence who had fought, sweated, and died for the opportunity to touch the fourth dimension but never could, cough out blood in anger or the countless more who spent eternity searching for Will, what he wanted was to experience life and existence as he was never able to do in the past, and it vexed him that this opportunity was rudely taken away from him.