Was he sure?
Savitar spoke such words with hesitation as at such a tone, Noah's smile actually faded as the gaze he gave towards Savitar was one he had seen too many tis before.
A gaze of disappointnt. A gaze that was akin to looking at a worm wriggling on the ground!
With such a gaze, the Drear of the galos spoke as Savitar felt like needles were piercing across his will.
|A Morphon kills you, manipulates you, and lies to your face the next day- showing utter disregard and disrespect to you, and all you have are worries and insecurities against him? Are you truly a Great One? Are you soone I can even work with to oppose this enemy?|
…!
His words were piercing as Savitar's skull trembled!
He knew how he was talked about behind the scenes.
He knew what other Great Ones thought of him!
Even his distinction…the One Who Walks, was taken as a joke by others.
The one who runs away more often than not. The one who is the quickest to retreat in the face of danger.
That…was the One Who Walks. Cycles worth of mories crossed through his mind in the span of an instant as the flas within him burned savagely.
|I am a Great One.|
HUUM!
He said the words to himself, these sa words also being a declaration!
His sockets burned with purple flas as he faced Noah's visage without looking away and repeated himself.
|I am…a Great One!|
The flas within this trace of a will burned brightly as when Noah faced them, he nodded while speaking calmly.
"The enemy of my enemy…is a friend. We may have begun on the wrong foot, but we can still ensure that the one plotting against us has an assured downfall."
|...|
Two entities stared at each other.
The One Who Walks now held an extrely decisive deanor as his intent weaved out succinctly.
|At the end of it all, I get to be the one that eats the main body of the Great Ponderor. That defiles him and lets him know who Savitar really is! You can have his Tainted Omniverses. You can have his other bodies. I just…I want his core being to myself.|
His will was resonantly made clear as to this…Noah nodded with a smile.
"Now, it feels like I'm truly talking to a Great One. Co."
He waved his hands behind him and caused a colorless rift to open, his figure walking through it as without hesitation, Savitar's will followed.
A flash of obsidian radiance blood as on the other side of this rift…sandy obsidian gold mountains rose and fell with profound turbidity!
It was…a small, carved-out section of the Dream Aletheian Haven that was transford with the Psioneutrino Particles to be a haven filled with both Matter and Dark Matter.
Arriving here, Savitar felt a shocking tug from the depths of his existence towards the seas of obsidian gold mountains as Noah's voice echoed out.
"Regardless of where we are now, I still acted to destroy one of your bodies…so let help you reconstruct it. Even better than before…and then we can get started."
…!
As he spoke, he waved his hands to reveal a golden dew drop that caused the surrounding weavings of existence to shudder.
It felt like it was sothing far, far too heavy to even exist here, and even Noah frowned in the next mont as he felt an indescribable force seeking to pull this dew drop away!
It was sothing from the Expanse- a Hearthrae!
"Quickly."
He spoke towards the miniature Savitar who shockingly arrived with a blank look of greed and fanaticism towards the appearance of the Hearthrae, his skull opening its jaws to swallow it as if he were passed.
A blinding golden radiance shone as the force that seed to be stemming from the Expanse, which was pulling back sothing that belonged in that place, disappeared.
Thereafter, rivers of obsidian gold sandy light rose from the nearby mountains of Dreams as they surged towards the miniature visage of Savitar that rapidly began to expand and grow larger!
It was the first alteration of an entity that wasn't Noah, this test being done with only the authority of a single Aletheian Haven filled with Psioneutrino Particles as what changes could be brought to a natural Morphon who wasn't Noah?
All of this ca as after twisting Causality, Noah knew the enemy hiding in the dark.
The Great Ponderor, Nietzsche!
In the mind of the Omniversal Archontes Engineer, countless weavings were already blooming on how he could fuck this morphon up.
—
Within the stretches of the galos Ynnere.
Over 999 Omniverses now stood under the banner of the Commonwealth, even though they knew there could very well be countless others out there.
Within an Exalted Omniverse towering over ten tis the size of a normal Omniverse.
Massive golden tallic boundaries surrounded it entirely, a statue of golden Royal Existential Omniversal Simian floating serenely outside the bounds of this Omniverse.
Past this constructed golden boundary and countless layers of intricate structures and Wheels of Weavings.
Towards the center of this Omniverse, there was a titanic golden wheel constantly spinning as a hundred Omniversal Stage Entities were seated on temples around it.
Almost as if…they were guarding sothing.
And they were terrifying Entities to have as guards as all of them had their existence partly lding and fusing with the surrounding space as at the very least- they had attained the state of One With Existence!
Deeper inside this wheel, towards the very center, there was a round domain the size of a world.
Paradisiacal landscapes of verdant earth and trees filled it to the brim as within such a place…a single disheveled human could be seen.
In a place that was so tightly guarded, the disheveled human- a supposed prisoner, suddenly raised his head and gazed upwards.
It was only a single movent.
But it was one that triggered countless chanisms as blaring alarm sounds began to echo out right away!
The disheveled man paid no attention to this as he spoke for the first ti in eons.
"Has that ti co?"
…!
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