Rowan barely had the time to come to terms with the strange method that he had been transported with when he used the Memory of Primordial Life as a bridge when he was crushed to the ground by great pressure, for a moment everything was blank, he could not feel anything, even thoughts were gone from his mind and any awareness of himself was gone, and Rowan could not tell how much time he spent in this state, not that it would matter, the concept of time did not exist here, a second and a billion years were the same things.
A mortal or an immortal that was bound by the rules of time would not be able to survive here, the foundations of their existence was built upon this concept, and even though Rowan shared a portion of that foundation, he carried his own time and space with him, and although this concept did not exist here, he was still able to slowly make meaning of his surroundings.
