A single dream held too many implications.
Ones that Ozymandias had to take into account and think of deeply.
Through this Amarantos Dream of the galos, he had discovered different weavings of existence that opened up a whole new avenue of possibilities.
A whole new world he needed to understand.
The Rune of Amarantos shone with a brighter hue than ever as he knew it was the key to those different Weavings of Existence, in addition to the complexity of the Infiniverse galos Seed and the unique environnt of the Severed Domain provided by the Great Segregator.
All were required!
So when the drop of blood of a Pioneer coursed through him, and he had the chance to sever sothing individual and sothing small, he was currently leaning towards the only key he currently had to explore weavings he didn't know existed!
As he thought of this, the small domain of the Great Segregator beca filled with Outerversal Morphons, the Great Mother and Segregator doing all the talking as Ozymandias made it seem like he was still acclimating to his elevated complexity.
It gave him ti to organize everything as he thought of Pyrrhus.
The weavings of the Origin Sacred Primal galonian, and all other galonians for that matter, cultivated in a way where they utilized possible versions of themselves across the galos.
Possible versions born from their choices.
But all of them stemd from the sa Weaving of Existence.
A single body, simply utilizing possible variations of this body by sheer possibilities across the galos.
anwhile, the Amarantos Dread showed that in other Weavings of Existence, one may not even exist to have any possibilities!
Ozymandias wasn't able to find the Great Mother or the Great Wheel, and the Simians were actually extinct with the Commonwealth not existing in those Weavings of Existence.
But, the Great Instrunt of the Beyonder was there.
And before Archides collapsed, weavings of that entity had surged towards him as this Great Instrunt…was not kind towards Ozymandias!
Soone who was taking over its distinction.
Did this an that at this mont, there was another Great Instrunt of the Beyonder that had risen in the galos Beyond, but was just yet to be discovered?
Ozymandias thought of this as his weavings cycled rapidly, the choice in what he had to sever becoming more and more firm.
For the different weavings of existence, only a single thing was there to stabilize everything.
Sothing many looked up to as all states of Existence were connected to getting ever closer to it, gradually becoming unbound and forging one's own path in relation to it!
It was none other than the Wheel of Existence.
He recalled all the many things he had heard and experienced regarding this.
The Commonwealth.
The Simians.
The Outerversal Morphons.
All of them spoke about the turning of the Wheel. About the purity of existence in relation to the Wheel!
For him to better understand what he had just experienced in the most recent Amarantos Dream- what it truly was and how he could get into it again…he had to gain a bit more information on the Wheel of Existence!
And so.
"Sever."
While the Great Mother was exchanging pleasantries with others.
She swore that she heard a terrifying word that made her tentacles begin to tremble, her gaze going towards Ozymandias as she wanted to make sure she heard right!
Sever?
Sever?!
He had just declared his Ordinance as he hadn't even amalgamated with it, what did he an sever?! He wasn't actually trying to sever his existence even before undergoing Ordinance Amalgamation, right?!
With trepidation, the Great Mother turned her will to focus on Ozymandias as apart from his brimming complexity…she didn't feel anything else.
No heavy eruption of weavings, and no crazy complexities suddenly breaking out.
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Was she wrong?
Nothing shocking bood out from Ozymandias even after he had uttered a heavy word, but it wasn't because he truly wasn't Severing sothing at this mont.
He did use the power of the drop of blood of the Pioneer to sever an individual thing. An individual concept.
But the source of this concept lay in another part of him!
So through the unshakable connection with the Infiniverse galos Seed. Through the intricate weavings between his souls shared between them.
The terrifying weavings of the Blood of the Pioneer that could sever a single, small part of himself flowed from Ozymandias and went towards another part of the Expanse!
What he severed was not the rune of the Amarantos Dream of the galos.
It was a key, yes.
But he needed a door.
And the door was the one thing that contained all weavings.
The Wheel of Existence!
Across the Expanse.
Far away from the Primal Eldritch Palace of the Expanse where a portion of the Outerversal Morphons lay.
In a region where a Blancverse floated serenely behind, a man and woman radiated heavy waves of complexity were looking at the broken-down weavings of the existence of three Anti-Matter Ordinance Amalgamation entities and the remnant corpse of the Vital Fist Emperor!
It had been a mont of research to grasp the weavings of Anti-Matter, and all of this research was elevated to another level when the rewards of the life of Archides flowed into Ozymandias.
Years worth of dissection and understanding of the Source of Existence of Anti-Matter.
What he found was the initial study that allowed him to see the fundantal makeup of Anti-Matter beings' weavings of fundantal particles he terd Positrons, Antiprotons, and Antineutrons.
And from all the tests conducted, whenever these fundantal particles of Anti-Matter ca in contact with Matter or Dark Matter, there was only a single conclusion.
Annihilation.
Not an unstable explosion or rejection between the two sides, but sheer Annihilation as everything regarding the involved particles beca destroyed and released energy in the form of gamma rays- throwing out heavy and terrifying swathes of unstable complexity of existence in the form of unstable radioactive decay of the most fundantal makeup of Matter, Anti-Matter, and Dark Matter!
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