The figure of another powerful Ginnu Lifeform stood beside him.
A being that Noah imdiately noted carried a heavy sense of oppression similar to Ul’moreth’s presence.
If not slightly denser and more profound.
This being looked toward him with calm observation, purple eyes studying him with interest that felt both curious and calculating.
Ul’moreth waved his hand to form an isolated domain of obsidian-gold light around the three of them.
As if he didn’t want what he was about to discuss to be overheard by everyone at the festival.
He looked toward Noah and nodded with visible appreciation as he spoke with building enthusiasm.
|It seems THE Surface Depth classification is not far from your grasp at this rate of advancent. I was just telling this old friend here that I have co to a profound decision after watching your performances. To give you my complete support and backing, and to lobby actively on your behalf to others like across Ginnungagap.|
His voice carried weight of genuine conviction.
|If multiple entities of our caliber throw our full weight behind you, if we combine our resources and authority to support your advancent, then with what you already represent and your mastery of The First Tongue, what would possibly stop you from wielding the sa level of power as THE Creature or any of The Others who stand at the apex?|
Ul’moreth’s words were trendously heavy.
Noah’s eyes shone brightly at the implications.
The full support of multiple THE Fundantal Depth of Absolute Sovereignty entities?
Such a terrifying boost seed almost toogood to be true.
He had been wondering how much longer he would even be able to remain in Ginnungagap.
His tiline was to attain THE classification in the next few hours at the exponential rate that things were currently progressing.
And after grasping that level of power, he could move with genuine confidence to explore THE Vaults of Ginnungagap and claim whatever treasures they held before making his way back to his current ti.
If he also had the backing and support of beings like Ul’moreth, entities who stood at the very peak of what Existence produced...
His eyes flashed as his paranoia returned with full overwhelming bloom.
That would an things continuing to go ridiculously smooth without interruption.
The sense of profound unease in his existence grew even stronger as he looked around cautiously.
He raised his head upward as if literally expecting the fabric of Existence to shatter in the next mont and bring catastrophe crashing down.
When he did this, Ul’moreth smiled wryly at his student’s excessive caution.
Beside him, the one he had introduced as a friend looked at Noah with growing amusent and spoke with a voice of genuine curiosity.
|After being told of such grand possibilities and offered trendous support, why is the very first thing you do looking upward with such extre caution? Most would be celebrating.|
Noah brought his eyes down to focus on this being and Ul’moreth before he replied with calm seriousness.
|Fortune and disaster co hand in hand throughout Existence. There has been so much concentrated fortune falling upon that my intuition is screaming warnings about potential disaster arriving to balance the scales.|
At these words, Ul’moreth laughed jovially as he clapped Noah on the shoulder.
|Being careful and cautious is genuinely good practice! But this entity here is Mammon, an old friend of mine. As long as you have him as another backer alongside a few others with our Fundantal Depth of Absolute Sovereignty supporting you directly, entities like THE Creature will not be a genuine danger to you in the future!|
After Ul’moreth made this introduction, the being known as Mammon stepped forward with a warm smile.
He raised his hand casually toward Noah in offer of a handshake.
His voice carried friendly warmth as he spoke.
|I go by many nas across different eras and regions. Ains knows by one particular na, Ul’moreth knows by another. Mammon is a longti na of mine that I’ve grown quite fond of...|
As he said this, Noah looked at this being with close attention.
Toward the outstretched hand, he returned the handshake as their two hands made contact.
While this physical connection occurred, Noah also activated his Lens of Civilization to examine whether this being was veiled like Ains had been or freely displaying their true capabilities.
A status sheet materialized before his vision.
|Analysis Report|
|Na: Mammon (?)|
|Classification: ???|
|Depth of Absolute Sovereignty: ???|
|Way of Existence: ???|
|Civilizational Authority: ???|
|True Nature: ???|
|Additional Title freely left unveiled: The Eldest of The Oldest Paradox of Existence|
Noah blinked as his eyes beca razor sharp.
His mind buzzed with accelerating thoughts as his heart beat faster, and THE Organ of Civilization began to howl!
The Eldest of The Oldest Paradox of Existence?
The Oldest Paradox of Existence referred to the fundantal question of what ca first in the origin of reality.
The chicken or the egg. Existence or The First Tongue.
Which preceded which, and how could either exist without the other already being present?
The paradoxical nature of this question gave Paradox itself trendous power as a concept.
If soone was deed The Eldest of The Oldest Paradox of Existence, that would an...
HUUM!
Noah’s eyes pulsed with unfathomable somberness and building intensity!
His entire existence howled with alarm as realizations struck at Planck Speed.
The Logos branded across his body began lighting up with defensive brilliance.
In front of him, the one whose hand he was shaking smiled brilliantly as he continued speaking with voice carrying building revelation.
His words carried imposing and terrifying weight as the truth erged.
|I go by many nas, yes. So many nas accumulated across eons. Mammon works perfectly well for casual interactions. THE Arbitrium serves for certain purposes. But the na I personally like the most, the one that represents what I truly am...|
He paused for perfect dramatic effect.
|...is Chaos.|
HUUM!
Everything seed to shift into slow motion as reality itself struggled to process what was occurring.
Noah’s expression transford to heavy somberness as his entire existence buzzed with alarm.
Every instinct scread danger at maximum intensity.
Mammon’s face held a brilliant, devilish smile as if everything unfolding was profoundly amusing to him.
As if this entire situation brought him trendous entertainnt.
He finished his words with that devilish smile spreading even wider.
|Chaos. THE Primordial Chaos. Hello there, Anomaly. It is so, so very nice to finally et you properly.|
BOOM!
The words held such trendous weight that it felt like all of surrounding Existence had literally shattered.
In this glorious scene where everything continued moving in impossible slow motion, Ul’moreth’s expression transford through multiple stages in rapid succession.
From confusion, to shock as he processed the words being spoken, to explosive lividity as realization struck, to absolute horror as the full implications crashed through his mind.
And Noah could only gaze back with eyes blazing with brilliant, utterly defiant Quintessence.
His hand was held tightly in the grip of an unfathomable entity.
One of The Others who stood at the absolute apex of all Existence.
THE Primordial Chaos himself.
Oh.
Oh!
OH!!!
The other shoe had dropped. And it was a fucking heavy of drop!
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