Primordial Awakening: I Can Evolve My Skills Infinitely - Chapter 318

Chapter 318: The Primordials’ Initial Backstory
Undyne explained the situation to Sam over the course of several minutes, taking her time to make sure he understood what she was saying rather than rushing through it.

The general picture she painted was surprisingly clear, even if it was unsettling.

At first, the [Primordials] had been a neutral race, and not just slightly neutral, but among the most neutral of all races that existed across the realms.

They did not interfere in conflicts, they did not claim territory aggressively, and they did not involve themselves in wars that did not concern them directly.

Because of that, nobody truly viewed them as a threat.

In fact, most races considered them weak.

That belief came from two main reasons.

The first was that the [Primordials] never displayed any particularly overwhelming feats of strength.

They never destroyed realms, never wiped out armies, and never showed the kind of power that would make other races cautious around them.

The second reason was their population.

Undyne explained that there were only around two thousand [Primordials] in total at their peak.

Compared to the countless millions spread across other races, that number was almost laughable.

As Sam listened, he subconsciously glanced inward, toward his [Primordial Space].

Seeing the number of souls stored there, he could easily understand how such a small population had been possible.

“For a while, the realms were at peace,” Undyne continued, her voice steady as she spoke.

“But at some point… they changed.”

That change, according to her, had come without warning.

One day, without any visible cause, the [Primordials] became bloodlusted.

There was no gradual escalation, no slow descent into violence that could be tracked or explained.

They went from being passive and ignored to becoming a living nightmare almost overnight.

Races that had once mocked them as weak suddenly found themselves facing annihilation.

“The switch was instantaneous,” Undyne said, her expression darkening slightly.

“So fast that nobody ever understood how or why it happened.”

No matter the reason, the outcome was undeniable.

Everyone quickly realized something horrifying.

The [Primordials] were far stronger than anyone had ever imagined.

Their power did not come from raw destructive techniques alone, but from something far more dangerous.

[Determination].

With it, they simply refused to stay down.

No matter how grievous the injury, no matter how overwhelming the odds, they would stand back up and continue fighting.

Again and again.

They tore through armies and defenses alike, and even though their numbers were small, their impact was catastrophic.

Tens of millions were killed during that period.

Entire regions were erased, not because the [Primordials] were many, but because each individual was capable of doing far more damage than anyone had ever expected.

“The terror lasted for years,” Undyne continued after a brief pause.

“Until the [Forsaken Lords], the [Monarchs], the [Colossals], and finally the [King] appeared.”

Those forces did not rise all at once.

Slowly but surely, they began hunting the [Primordials] down.

Battle after battle, one after another, the [Primordials] were killed off.

Eventually, none were left.

At least, that was what everyone believed.

At that point in the story, it would have been easy to label the [Primordials] as irredeemably evil, and the others as saviors.

“And for a time,” Undyne said, “peace did return.”

She hesitated slightly before continuing.

“Or at least, something that resembled peace.”

That fragile balance did not last.

Once the [King] realized that he was far stronger than anyone else remaining, something shifted.

With the [Primordials] gone, there was no longer a force capable of truly opposing him.

Power went to his head, and without any real checks left in place, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

From that point onward, everything began to fall apart again.

Undyne did not go into detail about those events.

From there on, she had remained within the [Soul Realm], cut off from much of what happened elsewhere.

Sam listened quietly, absorbing everything she said.

After a moment, he spoke.

“You do know that the other realms barely interact with the [King] or the [Colossals], right? I’ve only seen them a few times there.”

“Sure,” Undyne replied with a slight grin, “But the [Forsaken Lords] and the [Monarchs] were there, weren’t they?”

“…Yeah,” Sam admitted after a second of thought.

“Then he was there too,” Undyne shrugged, “He is far stronger than you think.”

“The only reason he isn’t killing you instantly is because he finds it entertaining.”

“Maybe,” Sam said, scratching his chin thoughtfully, “Or maybe he’s just bored. Maybe he wants a final battle with me, as the last Primordial.”

Undyne stared at him as if he had lost his mind.

“Nobody is stupid enough to risk that,” she said flatly, “I really don’t think that’s it.”

Sam simply grinned in response.

“I don’t think that’s stupid at all,” he said, “I think that would be incredible.”

Undyne’s eyes narrowed slightly, and her body tensed as she watched his reaction.

She shook her head after a moment.

“Regardless,” she said, “now you know the gist of it.”

“It isn’t everything, but that’s how things ended up the way they are.”

Sam nodded slowly, then asked another question that had been bothering him.

“Why are there only females in your race? Were the males killed?”

“Huh, no,” Undyne replied, shaking her head, “It’s always been like this.”

“Then how do you even…”

“…We have a specific method,” Undyne interrupted, blushing faintly, “It’s different from the usual one. Though technically, we could do it the normal way.”

“It’s just that we can’t, since… you know.”

“Alright,” Sam said simply.

He did not push the subject any further.

He did not particularly care about the details, but at least he understood a little more now.

[Is that everything, though?]

‘Obviously not,’ Sam thought to himself.

‘But if that’s all Undyne knows, then it’s enough for now.’

After that, Sam felt it was only fair to explain what he had done so far.

He kept it brief, but he told them how he had killed the [Forsaken Lords].

Then he explained how he dealt with the [Monarchs].

Finally, he mentioned the [Colossal] he had already defeated.

“Y-You still need to get nine more,” Vyxen said softly.

“I… I believe in you.”

“Even I don’t believe in myself that much,” Sam replied with a grin.

“I’ll probably die.”

“But that’s fine.”

No matter how far he had come, Sam could not forget that one sentence he had been told.

That if he ever reached the [King], the best possible outcome would be a draw.

Both of them dying.

No matter how much he tried to deny it, his soul felt heavy whenever he thought about it.

Deep down, he truly believed that was how things would end.

Regardless, Undyne eventually brought food for him.

Sam ate without complaint, realizing just how hungry he actually was.

“We have specialized training dummies,” Undyne said afterward.

“They can tank any attack and regenerate.”

“You can use one in a private room.”

“No one will see you.”

Sam looked at her for a moment, then nodded.

“Thanks,” he said.

“I’ll probably do that.”

Without the [Dimension of Time] functioning, this was his second-best option.

After talking a little longer and getting to know them better, Sam realized that Undyne and Vyxen were not so bad.

[Two new additions to the harem.]

“If I had to give this game a genre,” Sam muttered, shaking his head slightly.

“It definitely wouldn’t be romance.”

“We’ve prepared a room for you in the castle as well,” Undyne said.

“Your condition needs to be at its peak if you want to fight the others.”

Sam could see it in her eyes.

Undyne did not want the timer in the sky to reach zero.

Even though she could not see it herself, the thought of the [Colossals] entering their realm was catastrophic.

They needed Sam to defeat at least one of them before that happened.

And to do that, he needed to be ready.

“Bring me to the training room,” Sam said.

“I don’t need to sleep.”

His eyes flared as he spoke.

“I just want to get stronger.”

“I’ve got to protect your kingdom now too.”

Undyne looked surprised for a moment.

Then she smiled gently, and genuinely, for the first time.

“Alright,” she said.

And just like that, Sam was led toward the training room of the [Soul Kingdom].