章節 1227: I Alone Rember It

The words he spoke carried a weight that was almost impossible to describe, it told a nearly unbelievable tale about how all the achievement that Rowan had made since he left the universe was done by a Reflection. 

There were many ways to describe a Reflection, they could be called shadows, or vestiges, considered to be nearly useless in the large scheme of things. What was the use of a reflection in the mirror? Or the shadow at someone's feet?

The reason why the Third Prince and the rest of his ilks were so potent as Reflection was because their roots were incredibly potent. Being Reflections of the Eye of a Primordial was a status that most could never match in all of reality, and yet, comparing the actions of the Third Prince and those of Rowan, the differences would be clear.

This difference was so vast that it was able to fool even the Eye of Time.