"This is Arcturus, he had… great talent, and he was my firstborn, like you and Elura, he grew up a mortal, and even though the advantage of this would be the chance to develop a variation of my bloodline that is equally as powerful as mine, it leaves behind a great weakness that would need to be corrected, unless they choose to forever be stuck at the fifth dimension, to pass the sixth dimension, you would have to bear a portion of the Memory of Primordial Life, and a mind that is not focused on a singular path would drown under the weight of it all."
Arcturus stood before the shores of the endless ocean of Memory, and the confidence in his stance faltered; he stood before the endless enormity of a Primordial, and he knew that he was nothing. He looked towards the heavens for a moment where it seemed that a storm was gathering, and then he stepped into the ocean, and he never returned.
