A soul was the totality of a living being's life, all their loves and losses, pains and sorrows. He got to know and understand them more than anyone else they would ever know even their friends and lovers would never know the person as deeply as Rowan would.
But the question was how was he going to break down a gate of this size with his puny perception?
Rowan's perception reached the gate and an unknown force pressed down on it and his perception was molded into the form of a body.
It turned out to be his main body. He stood at eight feet tall with golden waist-length hair, his serpent-like eyes blazed with golden flames as lightning wandered through them.
"Interesting." He muttered and brought his hands forward and rested them on the gate. He gathered his strength and he pushed.
He could as well be a fly that was trying to shift a mountain.
