As he said such terrifying words, an unfathomable Imnsity that nobody could sense or see passed down.
It was the weight of all of THE First Tongue across Observable Existence pressing down on an Absolute...
And snuffing out absolutely everything!
Soone had failed their Claim on one of the four aspects of the Oldest Paradox of Existence.
And the penalty for failure... was annihilation.
Before Noah, the bodies of THE Weavers stood still.
"..."
No words.
No Imnsity.
Nothing.
Even Noah breathed hard as if he couldn’t half believe it had occurred. As if he couldn’t believe it had worked!
He beckoned to his Heart and Grimoire.
They floated back to him.
His Heart reinserted itself into his chest, muscles closing around it as if welcoming it ho. His Grimoire sank back into his existence, its pages closing with finality.
And a mont later...
His expression beca heavy.
His existence buzzed with pain.
Crimson-gold blood began to leak from his nose and mouth.
|You have taken a dangerous and unprecedented action with your Claim.|
|Allowing another to attempt claiming The First Tongue has caused grievous injury to your Way.|
|Your Claim is too distinguished to be passed around freely.|
|The weight of THE First Tongue pressing down through your offered Claim has damaged the foundations you built.|
|CONSEQUENCE|
|Your comparative Way has fallen from THE Fundantal Depth to THE Interdiate Depth.|
|Your overall Formless Depth has been shaken slightly.|
|Recovery will require ti and resources.|
|BUT...|
|Your Way and actions have achieved sothing unfathomably remarkable.|
|An Absolute has fallen.|
|I repeat, an Absolute...has fallen.|
...!
Noah felt breathless.
It had... worked?
An Absolute... had fallen?
The mont such a thing was truly ascertained...
BOOM!
From where THE Weavers floated, cracks appeared in reality itself!
These cracks glowed with obsidian-gold brilliance that shattered Existence itself.
The cracks spread outward from the point of death, spanning across The Palaestra in branching patterns that looked like lightning frozen in space!
From all around, Hoplites scrambled away from the spreading fractures.
Lochagoi fled toward the edges of the Arena.
Polemarchs erected barriers to protect themselves and those near them.
The Reckoning Stone beneath the point of collapse began to crumble!
The Four Pillars trembled!
The Nexus of Truth blazed with light it had never shown before.
Glossikos and the other Absolutes... stood where they were with a myriad of expressions and incredulity.
Glossikos looked at Noah with sothing that transcended shock. Her figurr had gone completely still.
Paradoxos wore expressions of fury and disbelief on both faces simultaneously.
Khaotikos had stopped laughing entirely, his features frozen in sothing that might have been awe.
Ontikos... for the first ti in recorded history, Ontikos moved. He leaned forward on his throne of uncarved marble.
As such a terrifying thing occurred, the region where THE Weavers stood collapsed entirely!
It beca a terrifying vacuum!
The bodies of THE Weavers disappeared into the void created through their failure!
Nothing remained where they had been!
Only an absence!
Only a wound in reality where sothing that should have existed no longer did!
|You have triggered the first death of an Absolute across Observable Existence after THE Fallout.|
|What... have you done?|
|An Unknown and Unfathomable process is beginning as a connection with sothing Absolute has been established.|
|THE Absolute Everythings that made up THE Absolute you collapsed are yours to claim:|
|- Their Weavings (the accumulated threads of fate they had cut and woven)|
|- Their Bodies, Their Depths (the authority they had gathered across eons)|
|- All Items on their Existence at the ti of collapse|
|This includes: THE Axiom of Absolute Denial (almost complete), Fragnts of Axioms|
|This includes: The Golden Scissors of Fate (three sets)|
|This includes: Accumulated threads representing countless severed destinies|
|WARNING|
|Due to the collapse of an Absolute, unknown changes are unraveling.|
|Reality is adjusting to accommodate the absence|
|Error.|
|Information procurent and analysis is temporarily being hindered. Hold on.|
BOOM!
Noah stood at the edge of the vacuum that had once been THE Weavers.
Blood continued to leak from his nose and mouth.
What truly happened when an Absolute died?
It was such a rare and impossible thing.
At this mont, at the point where the vacuum blood where THE Weavers used to be...
BOOM!
The vacuum collapsed in on itself again and again.
The cycle repeated with increasing intensity, reality itself unable to process what had just occurred! The absence where an Absolute had existed monts before was too profound for normal space to accommodate! It was not rely empty. It truly and unimaginably was the negation of fullness. The opposite of presence. A wound in Existence that refused to heal.
The entire scene felt tense and sacred.
As if sothing sacred had fallen.
As if reality itself was holding its breath, uncertain how to proceed.
And at such a mont...
An obsidian-gold pillar of Paradox instantly shot up and down.
It pierced through the ceiling of The Palaestra, through the artificial sky, through barriers that should have been impenetrable! It drove downward through the Reckoning Stone, through the foundations of the Arena, through layers of reality that descended beyond normal perception.
Other pillars of Paradox shot out in all other ordinal directions.
North and south! East and west! And diagonal trajectories that shouldn’t have existed in normal space! The pillars spread outward like the death throes of sothing fundantal, announcing to all of Observable Existence that one of its Absolutes had ceased to be.
Noah observed all this while his body floated gloriously and illustriously.
His chest had sealed. His Heart and Grimoire had returned to their proper places. But blood still leaked from his nose and mouth, evidence of the price he had paid for this victory.
|INFORMATION EXTRACTION CONTINUING|
|Processing with so difficulty due to unprecedented nature of event.|
|Additional information has been obtained.|
|An Absolute’s Depth is not only contained within their body like lesser beings.|
|It has perated into Observable Existence itself through eons of existence.|
|THE Weavers existed since before THE Fallout.|
|Their authority had woven itself into the fabric of reality across countless weavings of Existence, and all of this has been collapsed.|
|DEATH CONSEQUENCE|
|When an Absolute dies, this Depth begins to hemorrhage back out of Existence.|
|All Absolutes across Observable Existence will sense the hemorrhaging Depth of another Absolute.|
|They will know what has occurred.|
|The Depth that is hemorrhaging will go toward...!|
|WATCH OUT!|
BOOM!
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