"Esteed Phulax, I have co to show you sothing quite literally brilliant."
From the worm like Outerversal Morphon with millions of jagged teeth and a fair face at the very center, a sweet voice echoed out that drew near.
"Oh? It is a surprise to see you after all these cycles, Tabatha. Your appearance is due to the Young Light Morphon here? As rare as they are, it shouldn't be the only reason for your appearance here."
The deep voice of Outerversal Morphon Phulax echoed out in reply as Outerversal Morphon Tabatha and the one referred to as a Young Light Morphon drew nearer!
"Not just that, Esteed Phulax. This one was born not too long ago as I guided them in the ritual of Alieia. And within a Hundredth of a gachronos, she had actually managed to bind her first Delegatus!"
…!
Words that caused even the Observer of Old and Young to look up in surprise.
A Hundredth of the gachronos.
A unit of ti within the galos Beyond that represented a fairly short period of ti.
For a rare Morphon to bind their first Delegatus within such a short period of ti…this was definitely sothing worthy of note as this Outerversal Morphon was worth being looked at!
"And-…oh?"
Outerversal Morphon Tabatha was about to continue, but the Young Light Morphon tugged on the sides of its wriggling skin made out of countless tentacles.
When Outerversal Morphon Tabatha turned her gaze, she saw that the Young Light Morphon was pointing towards a small dot in front of Outerversal Morphon Phulax.
A small dot that, in comparison to the Observer of Old and Young, was akin to a grain of sand based on their sheer size, with even Tabatha and the Young Light Morphon only being sowhat bigger in comparison.
But one could almost miss this Entity based on his size, and yet the Young Light Morphon had discovered sothing that Outerversal Morphon Tabatha and the Observer of Old and Young had missed!
The visage of Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias was there, a string falling out from the center of nine halos behind him and stretching down endlessly across the galos Beyond below them, but right now…it was shining with gorgeous purple blue radiance and pulsing back and forth.
It was a sign.
"I didn't know you also had another Young Morphon here carrying out their first Alieia. I-"
HUUM!
The tendrils of Outerversal Morphon Phulax buzzed as a terrifying pressure instantly descended to cover everything.
A pressure that stifled the words of the worm like Outerversal Morphon Tabatha.
A pressure that focused on the visage of Ozymandias as truly, his string that he had cast out across the galos Beyond…was tout and heavy.
It was shining with brilliance as this was a sign…that he had managed to locate a Delegatus and was undergoing the process of binding at this very mont!
…!
But!
"It has not even been a Millionth of a gachronos since he was born…"
The deep voice of Outerversal Morphon Phulax echoed out with ancient shock and wonder.
His words caused the Outerversal Morphon Tabatha and Young Light Morphon to freeze as at this mont, all eyes were on Ozymandias!
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The mont a line was cast out across the galos Beyond.
Alieia.
The process of an Outerversal Morphon casting out a part of themselves across the weavings of countless weavings.
Across the galos Beyond.
Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias had the words of the Observer of Old and Young ringing out in his mind as he knew it could take an uncountable passage of ti before he would be able to find anything, but he was patient.
And yet, the mont he cast out his line, he ca to realize that it…seed to be shooting straight toward a certain direction.
As if it already had a predetermined pathway it was honing into!
Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias was puzzled by this, but it allowed things to unfold as they were.
The voices within his depths were getting ever louder.
Ever clearer.
But they still seed too far away.
He utilized the innate capabilities of an Outerversal Morphon to cross the galos Beyond, his weavings crossing pathways he never knew existed as monts later…
PAH!
A should akin to a shell being pierced echoed out.
He instantly knew he was out of the galos Beyond and in a different space, but he couldn't freely move in this different space unless he had an anchor!
Unless he had sothing belonging to this space contain a part of him as he acclimated over ti.
Even as these thoughts buzzed within Ozymandias, he was surprised to find that his cast line continued shooting out with purpose and direction as if it knew exactly where to go.
It arrived at a certain Omniverse.
It then arrived within an Omniverse inside this Omniverse!
The line then crossed glorious Aletheian Havens and weavings of unfathomable brilliance before arriving above a certain soone.
A multicolored throne connected to countless threads of multicolored lines floated behind him, his figure standing up at this mont as if he had been waiting.
His head was raised high as the cast out line of Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias…smashed straight into him with Quintessential radiance.
BOOOM!
The line beca tout and straight as if it could never be broken.
Purple blue stellar brilliance gushed and began to travel up this line, carrying with it interminable waves of knowledge and mories.
"Ah…"
Across uncountable weavings, the voices within the depths of Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias beca gloriously clear.
He knew these voices.
Voices of Entropy and Manadynamics.
Voices of Tyranny and of the Protagonist!
The Voice of Quintessence.
They all arose with clarity at this mont as the cogs of countless wheels began to turn, radiance stretching out for uncountable distances as a man found himself!
|The weavings of Outerversal Descent burn with interminable brilliance.|
Voiced began to resu their normal workings within Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias as at this mont, he recognized himself deeply.
He was Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias.
He was also…Noah Osmont!
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