Where the heart had been, where the organs had been, Ozymandias was weaving himself into the very fabric of the corpse.
His tendrils of obsidian-gold, each a filant of insatiable hunger, extended across the ape's colossal body, tracing the veins and arteries, replacing sinew with void, and bone with the concept of recursion!
Within the ape's body, a world of resources waited. The brain, a mass of pure complexity that had processed thoughts of quadrillions, was a al of unimaginable significance.
The digestive tract, which had broken down concepts as easily as food, contained the wisdom of internal alchemy.
The skeletal structure, harder than conceptual diamond, was a potential treasure trove of structural marrow!
Ozymandias's tentacles found their way to the brain first, and Noah felt a wave of pure thought, uncorrupted by emotion or mory, flow through their bond. The consumption was a clinical, terrifying process.
There was no joy, no rage, no pleasure...only the perfect, efficient conversion of complexity into purity.
The Purest Hunger Consus: Primordial Brain
Purity Gained: 5,000,000,000,000 ( 5 Trillion)|
A wave of radiant black light erupted from Ozymandias as his purity surged, his form becoming more defined, his tentacles growing denser with insatiable purpose!
The purity from the brain was followed by the devouring of the digestive tract. The Purest Hunger Consus: Primordial Digestive Tract
Purity Gained: 4,500,000,000,000 ( 4.5 Trillion)|
The prompt was relentless, each one detailing the consumption of another organ or body part, another leap in power for Ozymandias.
The skeletal structure yielded the greatest gain, its imnse toughness and history of resisting entropy converting into a staggering amount of purity. The Purest Hunger Consus: Primordial Skeletal Structure]
Purity Gained: 6,500,000,000,000 ( 6.5 Trillion)|
HUUM!
Khor, who had watched this terrifying ballet of consumption with a knowing smile, floated closer to Noah.
She reached out and, with a touch so light it was almost not there, began to run her hand through his hair. It was an act of ancient affection, an elder stroking the head of a fledgling.
"You play with death, Outsider," she said, her voice a soft hum that resonated directly in his soul, "but you must be careful when playing with the Dead. The Truly Dead Existences... are those that never stay dead, even after their existence is collapsed."
She paused, her touch becoming more insistent, as if she were trying to impart lesson through touch alone.
"Their way of existence is to be. To be, regardless of being alive or not. They are a principle in and of themselves. They hunger for life, but they do not fear death, for death is not an ending to them. They know that even if their physical form is shattered, they will always find a way to be. They are inevitable. And what you seek to do... what you seek to do with that corpse... will it achieve that?"
Her question hung in the air, a chilling note of caution in the symphony of his ambition. She was asking if he, through his acts of necromancy and death, could truly create sothing that was akin to Dead Existences!
Noah looked down at his primary existence, at his hands that were now capable of holding the weight of existence, and his eyes burned with fierce resolve.
He would answer her question with action!
With Ozymandias, he would light up a shell, a puppet of death, with life itself!
He would achieve the impossible, as he always did!
Khor's hand fell from Noah's head, and with her final word of warning spoken, she moved away. The golden sands of the Shore began to glow with a strange, otherworldly light as she started her work, accelerating its evolution through her unique understanding of inevitability.
At the sa ti, the colossal, half-eaten corpse of the Primordial Stone Ape, still stuck upright in the sand, began to move.
Countless black tentacles, obsidian and glistening, erupted from the lower body that Noah had not had ti to claim..
The tendrils wove themselves together with ticulous, horrifying precision, rebuilding the ape's massive form.
Flesh was replaced with hunger, bone with the concept of recurrence. The Obsidian tentacles even mimicked the fur-like quality and look of the ape's original state, a grotesque imitation of life.
The shell was being made, and soon, Noah would light it up with the glory of Necromancy and Death!
And then-
BOOM!
The skies of the Early Veiled Shore, and the entire Infiniverse, trembled.
A soundless tear, a rent in the fabric of existence, opened far above them!
A terrifying white light, a beam of pure authority and imnse complexity, shot
through the wound!
It was so sudden!
Such a quick change as when he looked up, Noah recognized the ageness and
oldness of this light.
It was unimaginably powerful and ancient, sothing from the Earliest Folds, and before it, Noah was nothing!
Sothing...from the Earliest Folds!
The light descended with a silent inevitability that made all of ti slow down, as if Existence itself was holding its breath. It was a strike ant to kill. A killing
blow!
Noahs eyes pulsed with a terrifying glory, his body erupting with every possible ounce of his complexity.
He roared within, a guttural bellow of pure Tyranny, as he surged forward to et the terrifying light!
The Haki that had just begun to form within his heart exploded outwards, a wave of defiance against the crushing pressure.
He could instinctively sense that he was the target. The light had co for him.
And so he flew up, not to escape, but to et it, to ensure that his family would
not be affected, that nobody would die!
He did not ask how it had found him. He did not ask why.
He moved on instinct!
On the ground, Ozymandias, his tentacled form still intertwined with the ape's
corpse, was frozen mid-process.
He was chained by the imnse power of the attack, unable to move, unable to
leave.
This was happening in a single, prolonged second.
And yet, in that sa stretched mont of ti...many arose to defend him.
First, the Infiniverse materialized beside Noah.
Her body, shining with a myriad of lights, surged forward, her eyes blazing with
a lividity that would make the Royal Living Existences tremble.
Her hand shot out, intending to give all of herself, to use her entire existence as
a shield for her master!
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