Telmus released his hold on his chimeric form. He allowed the consumed essence of the Primordial Demon to surge forth, no longer containing this power.
It transformed into a raging, conscious entity, furious at its subjugation. The ghost of the Martial Artist, of the master of the Dance of Final Silence, rose within him, seeking to dominate, to use this ascension to reclaim its own existence.
Even in death, the Primordial still struggles.
Simultaneously, the thousands of other essences he had consumed as he reached Nascent Primordial began to war inside of him, the resilience of gods, the profound wisdom of dragons, the shattered lights of Celestials, the countless warriors and mages and beasts, all erupted into a cacophony of conflicting wills, memories, and desires.
Becoming a Primordial meant being acknowledged by all, yet holding fast to your own Will.
