chapter 12;The call’s purpose

"It has been eons since we last met," Lex began, his voice calm yet imbued with unshakable authority. The glowing mist around his face shifted subtly as he leaned forward, his gaze sweeping across the gathered primordials.

"You are the first creatures of this universe," he continued, his tone resonating through the hall, "and the first to whom I bestowed authority,granted unlimited access to the very laws of existence."

The weight of his words settled heavily upon the room, some of the primordials shifting slightly in their seats, their expressions unreadable.

"Some of you may act with pride, and some with arrogance," Lex said, his voice sharpening ever so slightly. "But know this,neither your pride nor your defiance can shake my will, nor my control of this universe. What I created, I command."

The air grew heavier, and silence filled the hall as the primordials absorbed his words, none daring to interrupt. The authority in Lex's tone was undeniable, and for the first time in eons, they were reminded of who he truly was,the Creator and the one force that even they could not defy.

"You think I can't see what some of your little thoughts are?" Lex said, his tone sharp and deliberate. His glowing gaze settled directly on Timorath and Vyrinox, piercing through the room's heavy air like a storm cutting through still waters.

Timorath stiffened in his humanoid form, his golden eyes widening. His hands instinctively clenched at his sides, and a faint shimmer of temporal energy flickered around him before dissipating, betraying his unease. He averted his gaze, unable to hold Lex's piercing stare, his lips pressing into a thin line as regret gnawed at him.

Vyrinox's serpentine pupils narrowed sharply, and his scaled hands twitched at his sides. He shifted uneasily, his usually composed demeanor cracking under Lex's scrutiny. His golden, forked tongue flicked nervously as he managed to mutter, "I…meant no disrespect."

Both stood frozen, their confidence and pridedraining away under Lex's unrelenting gaze, their humanoid forms betraying their discomfort as they were reminded of who truly held authority over the universe.

"Well, now that you know your place, I will forgive you," Lex said in a light, almost casual tone. Thetension in the hall seemed to ease slightly, thoughthe impact of his words lingered. Timorath and Vyrinox visibly relaxed, their shoulders dropping as they realized they had escaped what felt like the jaws of death. Their forms steadied, though the earlierencounter left a lingering unease in their hearts.

The other primordials, who had been intentlywatching the scene unfold, remained motionless.None dared to speak or even move slightly in their seats, the atmosphere became so tense it feltsuffocating. Lex, noticing this, waved his hand. A rush of energy swept across the hall, a gentle yet powerfulbreeze that seemed to carry away the tension.Though unaware of its effects, the primordials felt their minds clear and their bodies loosen, aninexplicable calm settling over them. Their focus sharpened, and for the first time since they arrived, they felt at ease.

"The main purpose I called you here," Lex began, his tone carrying a mix of authority and intrigue, "is to request a drop of your fundamental essence." Hepaused, allowing the weight of his words to settle intheir minds. "From this essence, I will merge it with other elements and create creatures."

A murmur of silent thoughts stirred among theprimordials, though none dared to voice them aloud.Sensing their questions, Lex continued with a faint smile. "You might ask yourself why I need theessence of creatures when I can make them myself. The answer is simple,you are unique. You, my first creations, are unlike anything else in existence. That uniqueness is what I require."

The primordials exchanged subtle glances, internallyquestioning what made them so unique. Theirthoughts raced. "Unique? How? What could He mean?" Each of them, powerful and prideful in their own right, had never stopped to consider that they were anything more than tools of creation or guardians of the universe. The revelation stirred a deep curiosity,and, for some, a cautious pride in their hearts.

"All of you embody a fragment of the Origin Law," Lexcontinued, his voice calm but firm, echoing through the hall. "A fragment you received the moment you came into existence. These Origin Laws are the wellspring, the source from which each respective law flows."

He let his gaze sweep over the primordials, his tone steady yet piercing. "Some of you may have noticed how your comprehension of these laws is unusually high. For others, mastery of your domain comes effortlessly, as though it is ingrained into your very being. You may think this is natural,but it is not."

Lex paused, letting the words sink in, the faint humof Origin Energy around him filling the silence. Then, he continued, his tone sharper, more deliberate.

"The laws are not something meant to be accessed so easily. Yet, because of the essence within you ,essence imbued with traits of the Origin Law you have this ability."

He leaned back slightly, his glowing mist shifting as he finished, "And it is this essence I need. With it, the creatures I create will inherit the potential to comprehend the laws themselves. Not as easily as you do, but with effort, they will have the capacity to unlock what was once inaccessible."

Some of the primordials had clear traces ofworry across their faces, their expressions betraying their unease. The thought that the extraction of their essence might hinder their comprehension of the laws gnawed at them. Lex, observing their concerns with an almost amused gaze, spoke in a calm andreassuring tone.

"What you are worrying about will not happen," he said, his voice steady. "Instead, it may even boost your comprehension of the laws."

Hearing this, the primordials visibly relaxed. Some exchanged glances of relief, while others looked away, embarrassed at having their fears so easily laid bare. Lex, however, could see through their emotions effortlessly, his gaze lingering with quiet amusement.

It was Vastoth who finally broke the silence, his tonecautious yet respectful. "What do you mean by boost our comprehension of the laws?"

Lex leaned back slightly on his glowing throne, the mist swirling softly around him. He answered in acasual yet purposeful tone, "As I said before, this may be an opportunity or a disaster,for some of you."

The primordials leaned forward slightly, their curiosity piqued.

"You will become the progenitors of the races created from your essence," Lex continued. "This grants you the right, and the power, to lead them. You will hold authority over them, tied intrinsically to their existence."

He paused, letting his words resonate before delivering the final revelation.

"But of course that is not the only benefit. The true reward lies in this: the more descendants you have,the stronger you will grow. Their progress, their mastery, their very existence will feed into yourstrength, allowing you to surpass your limits and reach unimaginable heights"

The room grew still as the primordials processed his words. What he offered was a gift of immense potential, one that came with responsibilities and challenges. Yet, for the first time in eons, many of them felt a spark of ambition rekindled within. The mention of disaster barely registered in theirminds,they were beings of immense power, eachconfident in their ability to overcome any obstacle.