Mysara stared at Tam as if she couldn't believe that he had t soone outside of those that she knew and that they would have a level of purity and complexity related to the Fla of the Wheel of Existence that even exceeded hers.
But she knew there were many oddities and wonders of the Wheel as she would not be too averse to it.
So she simply nodded at Tam as she looked around at the chaos still unfolding from the hands of Faceless Lifeforms.
She remained where she was while her hands struck out as if she were playing at the piano, and radiant blue strings burning with scorching blue flas erupted out and shot into the distance!
For the Weavings of Existence, every single entity had a part to play. These Faceless Lifeforms and whatever mission they thought they were accomplishing were also part of the Weaving of the Wheel, even if they were trying to go against it…they simply did not know.
As she sniped off and attacked those that she could in the distance, the figure of Tam blinked beside her before he smiled and stated simply.
"It seems that the flow of the Wheel is favorable towards this, and the Origin Singed is also interested in eting you."
…!
The Origin Singed!
Mysara heard this na as she was initially alard before turning somber. Such a thing was not what she expected to hear at this mont in ti.
Origin.
When attached to any term, this was sothing far too pristine to even imagine as, at this mont, she beca even more unfathomably curious about what being would exactly be called sothing like that when they were not part of those she knew!
"Follow please."
Tam smiled as a golden rift of fire opened up beside him, and he stepped into it silently and left behind the chaos and war of the Wheelomachy!
—
Within the galos Ynnere.
Across an unknown number of Omniverses, there was the Omniverse of the Protectors that had faced the assault of Faceless Lifeforms and co out on the other side safe due to the intervention of an entity bathed in flas.
Tam of the Singed!
An entity that stemd from the weavings of soone they actually knew.
Old Man Eudemus had a blank expression as he looked at what remained of the Commonwealth. Since at this mont…he confird that he could no longer communicate with the weavings of the Sword of the Commonwealth or anybody else from Omniverse X-1. Around him, there were Protectors in mourning as they looked at the desolation around them. Their eyes were filled with a fierce light of rage and a sense of stupefaction as they also lived with the gray cracks in space and the lowered Atmospheric Weavings of Existence.
Old Man Eudemus looked past all of this as he thought of the reconstruction of the Omnifather and the Tresoverse Primaltree of Existence.
He thought of the Omnifather and other powerful weavings.
He wondered of all the ancient powers that stemd from the galos Ynnere as he found himself asking…where were they now?!
In his state of desolation, he pulled down sothing from the depths of his weavings that the core leaders of the commonwealth were given- only to be taken out in states of ergencies.
It was a crystalline dallion that was forged with the likeness of the simians as, at this mont, its calm eyes were glowing with a crimson light that only ant a single thing.
This item was called the Core of the Commonwealth as Old Man Eudemus held one, the Sword of the Commonwealth held another, and all previous rulers of the Commonwealth who ca and went would also hold one!
The red glow ant the other two had their weavings either destroyed or lost.
So Old Man Eudemus sent his weavings in as the Core of the Commonwealth activated, and a major part of his weavings were pulled into it.
When he reappeared, he found himself in a space that was filled with golden clouds stretching out in all directions, and the only person here was the lone figure of the Sword of the Commonwealth.
His Simian features were younger and less complex even though his eyes held the sa level of hardness, pride, and arrogance!
He looked towards Old Man Eudemus- the Shield of the Commonwealth, as he began to speak.
"Our Commonwealth...held a great purpose. Our task was an important one as if I am here, it ans that everything has collapsed and the very weavings of these galos run the risk of being lost."
"…"
A somber statent as there was a mont of silence thereafter.
"You and I never truly saw eye to eye, Eudemus. But even if it is you, it is more than enough to see whether we can save these galos from certain destruction, and possibly continue the lineage of the Commonwealth. The purpose handed down since ancient tis…"
The Remnant Weavings of the Sword of the Commonwealth spoke out as Old Man Eudemus listened calmly.
"One of the things that we found, which the forces of the Outerversal Morphons found out about from obtaining access to our core forces over the years…was a Phantom Trace of the Wheel of Existence itself."
WAA!
"This tracing was sothing too profound as the Founders of the Commonwealth did not share exactly where they obtained it, but it was within the Heart of these galos themselves! Since the day that we obtained this tracing; we have kept that location secret and hidden as we felt that if it was ever exposed, the type of power that could be unleashed was sothing these galos could not possibly handle. Whether the continuation of the eons to co remained or beca entirely destroyed…depends on us."
"Head to the Heart of the galos Ynnere. Unveil entirely what we were too scared to take out before. If a re Phantom Trace of the Wheel could grant us so much power, with the treasure within fully unveiled and under our control…the revival and sustenance of the Commonwealth is guaranteed under you, Old Friend Eudemus."
…!
The Heart of the galos Ynnere!
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