The space distorted with layers upon layers of Existence, the gaze being pulled from the golden brilliance of the Imperium and back to the area that all forces had quickly made an exit from.
In this space, swarms of obsidian Worms floated calmly as their bodies seed to be oscillating up and down- almost as if they were undergoing a ritual.
This whole ti since their entry into this Omniverse, they had always moved and moved with great speed seeking anything and everything.
And yet today, they remained in this place calmly- oscillating with purpose.
Far above, the outline of the massive Source Worm as it floated in front of the Worm whose carapace was shattered.
Black smoke filled the surroundings of this injury as it did not heal.
HUUM!
Waves of vibrations and oscillations were traveling between the massive Source Worm and the one whose carapace was shattered; the obsidian segnted body of the Source Worm currently showed black feelers that were weaving around this space as every single weaving was captured.
They had been searching for a long ti.
What they sought for the most was sothing potent in its existence, but not at all vibrant in its lethality.
Those that fit this category were few and far in between as at this ti, they had co across an Existence that could injure them.
But…it was not yet a lethal one.
Their task was to devour it before this lethality increased- and before anything else ruined their playing field.
WUU!
The Source Worm let out a commanding wail as the injured obsidian worm before it floated forward- the segnted body of the Source Worm opening to reveal an endless abysmal expanse that the injured Worm was pulled into before this endless abyss closed!
CRUNCH!
Heavy sounds echoed out while the bodies of all Devouring Worms here continued to oscillate.
In the weavings of the Source Worm, an image gradually beca clear.
An image of a man with colorless wings.
An image of tendrils of authority that covered his fist- authority that caused a heavy attractive sensation on the Source Worm while at the sa ti reminding it that its extensions could not heal once injured by this authority.
The target of its obsession within this Omniverse had revealed itself.
It was…
|Os@%$mon#%t….|
A heavy and guttural intent weaved out as it caused the surrounding space to twist and distort, the way it ca out being enough to cause the existence of a common being to collapse by hearing this intent alone!
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There was always a question of confidence in whether any leader knew what he was doing.
For Noah, his mindset was that he just had to make the right decisions 99% of the ti, and everything would be alright.
From being able to discern what the weavings of the future may be, all the way to being able to analyze the current unfolding Existence.
Analyze.
When he thought of this, he stopped in his tracks and looked for certain prompts among fields of prompts that had constantly been bombarding him.
At this mont, his consciousness was being expressed through his Ascendant Existential Extremity Clone of Quintessence inside the Infinite Existential Omniversal Seed that was actually being carried as sothing smaller than a grain of sand by his Ascendant Existential Extremity Clone of the Protagonist outside.
He was standing on an earth filled with golden grass and shimring clouds of Dreams, the surroundings showing rising golden sand dunes in the distance and a stellar sky above that showed hanging golden sandy suns.
It was sowhere in the weavings of the Aletheian Dream Haven as he wasn't alone, the figures of all of those that had achieved Autarchy situated in front of him.
They were all waiting for him as he had stopped in his tracks to look for certain prompts relating to the analysis of Existence, his Will locating them quickly as they were magnified before him.
|The Analysis of the Weavings of the Sunwinged Leprachanus are at 77%, its illusory weaving not yet available for construction and usage.|
|The Analysis of the Weavings of the Faesinged Queen are at 65%, its illusory weaving not yet available for construction and usage.|
|The Analysis of the Weavings of the Satyrus Nymph are at 63%, its illusory weaving not yet available for construction and usage.|
He smiled at the prompts that continued to rise in percentage as there were a few things in life he never got tired of.
The ridiculous reality of being able to analyze the weavings of his killed enemies and be able to bring them back as illusory weavings for him to command was one of them!
But the weavings of an Autarch were much more complex as even within the expanded ti of the now gone Var-El Eonic Omniverse Record, the percentage had only reached where it was until this point.
There was still more to go.
Noah cleared his thoughts as he ca to look at the beings who had attained Autarchy- the beings who may be of help to him and the Infinite Existential Omniversal Seed in the tis to co as he spoke out.
"You've seen the Devouring Worms for yourselves. You've seen how your authority reacts against them. What is your analysis?"
His question was a light one that he spoke out freely, but to the Autarchs before him- it felt like a weighted hamr that nobody wanted to carry the weight of!
The Sanctus Autarch. Henry. Sona, Kazuhiko, Lilith, Piety, Erikson.
All of them seed to ruminate on this question as it was his son who raised his head and replied to him in a straightforward manner.
"We could hold them at bay for a long ti, but our Authorities cannot cross whatever barrier of Existence or Anti-Existence that they have. They'll devour our Authorities over this ti as if we cannot escape without scattering traces of our Existence to lose them- we would likely die one by one over ti."
…!
His words were calm, and his assessnt was a deadly one!
But it was the truth all of them knew as a sense of frustration bubbled within the depths of their Existence.
In his blue beach attire, Erikson picked his ears as he spoke.
"As frustrating as it is for your Extre to not do its intended purpose simply because of the contrasting difference in a Source of Existence, there is likely a way past it. Is it possible for us to grasp it too? What you were able to do against them that allowed your authority to injure them?"
They were frustrated, yes. But they knew the man in front of them was only there as a friend and helper as he asked them what he did in order to guide them.
All eyes rose up and locked on Noah after such words as he smiled and waved his hands, Nine circles of light manifesting and beginning to spin in front of him as his figure emanated undeniable waves of ancientness and wonder.
Yes.
There was an answer.
And it lay within the Atlas of Existence!
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