The Golden Titans held looks of elation as they roared out, feeling their lineage closely!
|Let's go!|
…!
Many changes blood.
Of these changes, the vast majority of entities were initially shocked as they studied what had happened, but then continued on with their weavings of existence as they were before.
As if they didn't think what was happening now would be a big deal.
As if like many things before, it would co to be understood and pass.
That it was montary!
And then, there were those who knew better.
In the Expanse.
At the Point of Origin.
Cracks spread out with even greater abundance as if sothing critical had been broken, with Strings of Existence continuing to snap by the hundreds as the landscape of the Expanse changed rapidly.
Bob and the other Watchers observed this scene with cold eyes filled with complexity as each one had their own thoughts.
Their Sources were far too complex and advanced as what they saw and what others saw was very different.
They saw the changes taking place that looked irreparable.
Irreversible.
"There are always countless paths. But over the cycles, the paths that make way for chaos and disorder always seem to triumph."
…!
Persephael spoke out with a tired gaze as she looked at everything.
Chaos.
Disorder.
It always spread freely and without fear as when she said this, Persephael looked towards Bob.
He knew a lot regarding Chaos.
After all…
"No path can ever be perfectly predicted. The chaos that blooms is always and has always been part of the Weavings of the Wheel. The Chaos cos, and the Chaos recedes- leaving behind a brighter path thereafter. That is our job. To ensure this bright path even in the midst of all the chaos."
Bob's visage shone lustrously as his bald head radiated majesty.
The Great Sage was silent as Anti-Matter seethed around him, his voice echoing out.
"There is chaos, and there is this. This…is sothing far past the rungs of chaos."
…!
It was too heavy.
Too widespread!
At this mont, they could feel that it was already on its way to cover this vast Frequency of Existence, and very soon, it would spread to other Frequencies!
"Feeling these changes in the weavings of Existence, this change will be akin to the descent of darkness after eons of brilliance. A descent of an age that many may not survive. A change…"
"A change that we knew was coming, but did not know exactly what it could be. But we knew sothing was coming, and we now deal with it."
WAA!
Bob cut off the Great Sage as his singularities thought about many things.
The Nine he had warned and prepared from across the galos and Expanse of a coming change.
One had disappeared into Hell Terra Firma as the point where he disappeared from beca the Point of Origin for the change.
What about the rest? How would they fare?
Weavings buzzed with heaviness and complexity as the space around them continued to shatter like mirrors, tendrils of gray radiance spreading all around as another Watcher chid in!
"What now?"
What now? Bob blinked at this question before he replied.
"Observe and understand, while I...shall wage a War to understand the Origins of those behind all of this. The Logos of the Wheel has gotten too comfortable. Too much leeway. If they truly saw these weavings of change and jumped to start them, then maybe the Logos of the Wheel should no longer exist after this."
WAA!
Terrifying words blood as the other Watchers listened, so sighing and turning away as they had to observe the extent of these changes all around!
In a far, far distance from here, Ozymandias was watching the eruptions of shattered space and the reduction of Atmospheric Weavings of Existence as his gaze was solemn.
The result of his choice was clear, but he would never regret the choice that he made.
The Atmospheric Weavings of Existence were reduced trendously as in order to cause change and impose one's own weavings on the surrounding existence, there had to be a much larger concentration of authority released.
In simple terms, if it took ten points of mana to cause a flaming fireball the size of a Sun to appear in the surrounding weavings of existence, it may now cost a hundred points of mana to do the sa.
The expenditure of authority was going to be that much higher, while the change itself would not be as significant.
For countless entities out there, they would co to find this change to be a heavy shackle around their existence.
But then, there was him.
Did it matter to him whether he had to spend ten points of mana or a thousand points of mana to achieve a single change in the weavings of existence?
With his infinite mana, would he be at all affected in this drastically changing environnt while others adapted to a landscape where their very authorities were that much harder to impose?!
The answer was a clear one as he raised his left hand again.
Amidst crackling and shattering space in the background, his weavings were silent as not a shred of the aura leaked out of his body, but his voice was indistinguishably clear.
"Let us finish this."
HUUUM!
In his left hand, a dazzling cerulean bow ford as it brimd with endless waves of mana. The Pioneers and the Existence Severing experts in the surroundings who were startled and shocked by the sudden changes had their faces beco even more solemn as they realized that this being would not leave any stone unturned.
Even at a ti like this where sothing that none of them understood was occuring!
In the brief mont of shock, others who had felt at the disappearance of the weavings of the Instrunt of the Beyonder briefly when he truly severed his Weavings of Existence- they had already discreetly left this region and continued running extrely far away.
As for those who did not realize to take this chance and stayed behind…
They may as well leave their Weavings of Existence here as Noah would need a great deal of the Blood of Pioneers in order to achieve complete Severing of his concepts many tis over!
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