A True Conduit who had unfathomable ans of doing things as others could not even understand!
This was what Elline of the First Fla knew the Origin Singed to be!
She looked up at him upside down as she continued.
"We follow the flow of the Wheel. So of us do not know what it ans, but we follow it regardless. Soone like you understands the flow very well. You know exactly what you need to do. If you left, it was because you had to leave. If you are back now, even in a minimal capacity, then it ans it is because you know you have to be here. So that is that. Now…it is ti for to return to accomplish the weavings of the flow I know. I have the Singed to lead as if you brought here through Mysara, it should have been as a warning and to grant this Undeniable Telos Source to prepare for a war."
…!
She guessed things fairly well as Noah raised his brows when he saw her rising up.
"You see , proceed to jump , obtain sothing from , and then you just want to leave freely?"
He turned his head inexplicably as the Pathway to the True Source of the Singed beca even heavier and complex, the weavings of the True Source Atlas of Existence fully settling around the Mundi of the Source of the Singed as they beca even more radiant!
There was no channeling towards any other Source.
He was no Channeler from this mont onwards.
He was currently the Administrator of the True Source Atlas of Existence as he did not need to channel to any True Source, with him being capable of pulling upon his own!
This…deserved a trendously heavy distinction in itself.
To channel any power through sothing, it was an action.
An action had a delay. So could cast abilities in minutes, so seconds, and others needed just an instant to cast abilities or enact a change.
But they did not know that they were still channeling through a True Source pervasive all around them to even be capable of conjuring any change to their surrounding existence!
For Noah…there would not be any theoretical delay.
He would simply be enacting weavings of his True Source Atlas of Existence right away onto a surrounding environnt as he was curious how different this would be compared to before!
He smiled as he waved his hands and pulled the white gold queen like visage of Elline of the First Fla into his embrace.
He was an imperfect being.
So he would simply continue to be himself even amidst all of these fantastical changes as he looked at the astonished Elline of the First Fla.
"Co, let us continue this entanglent and walk the Pathway to the True Source of the Singed a bit more."
...!
There were many changes to explore and understand.
What he who walked on an entirely different path and source represented. What an entity like Elline of the First Fla represented.
And what those who would be Channelers of the True Source Atlas of Existence would experience!
As such weavings unfolded.
In a far distant place.
In an entirely different Frequency of Existence.
Waves of blue waters covered absolutely everything, this place having no skies as everything was just….water. Endlessly.
At this mont, sitting on an incandescent coral reef, the figure of Bob could be seen reading through a Book of Existence as behind him, a massive silver white Primal Fla of the Wheel of Existence burned, surrounded by white and black chains as multiple decaying black and white Wheels spun all around it with terrifying waves of power.
The smooth head of Bob weaved back and forth with the clear waters as he humd, his tentacle like legs swinging back and forth as monts later, he nodded while closing the book with a heavy expression.
"Let us start with the simple things first, shall we? Access to the weavings of the Wheel…let us make it simple and close it off first."
….!
Closing access to the weavings of the Wheel of Existence!
For what he needed to do, this was but a simple first step.
Countless existences were channeling weavings across frequencies onto the Wheel of Existence.
Closing off access to it would allow him to accomplish part of the goal, but the byproduct would be for countless existences…to no longer be capable of channeling any power.
Weavings of Existence would be present.
It would be nothing like Hell Terra Firma where there were no weavings of authority at all.
Authority would still be present.
Just…nobody would be able to do anything with authority.
Those who were not ant to fly would no longer be able to fly.
Those who could conjure fireballs, galaxies, or omniverses with a swipe of their hands would find themselves unable to do so.
There would be no access to the one thing one needed to channel their power through as for the first ti in history, true equality would start.
Everyone would be the sa.
Well, almost everyone.
Bob's heavy expression remained as he shook his head and sighed.
"I am sorry for this. None of you deserve what is coming."
His eyes were filled with a trendous weight other people would not be able to understand.
And at this mont, he moved as he appeared before the burning silver white Primal Fla of the Wheel, his tentacles sinking into it while the white and black Wheels around him began to spin!
HUUUM!
His body erupted with waves of terrifying complexity, the Primal Fla burning brilliantly as a cry could be heard as if it was being forced to do things it did not wish to!
But the Complexity commanding it was far too great.
Far above any other complexities in any nearby frequencies as it slowly recovered from its injuries.
So it exploded with undeniable power. And thereafter, unfathomable wonder blood.
It started with this frequency filled with water that Bob was in as on the Rift he just left, a shining Node of Existence could be seen becoming distorted as a massive silver white burn mark blood across it!
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