"A world?" Anark's soul trembled, a sense of shock, awe, and profound enlightenment coursing through him as he uttered those simple yet significant words.
Primordials were entities born directly from the primal energy that existed at the universe's inception. Stardust formed their flesh, nebulae burning hotter than supernovas coursed through their veins, and cosmic energies nurtured their minds and souls.
No matter how strong or gifted any member of the Sacred Races was, none of them could compare to such majestic origins, thus making their bodies insufficient as vessels for Primordial reincarnation.
However, things were vastly different if the vessel was not an individual but an entire world.
