Observable Existence was unfathomably vast.
So vast that one could say the only entities who could truly understand the scope of its vastness had to be entities that had attained THE Absolute Depth.
But in the vastness of Existence, far from the Corrupted Vault of Ginnungagap or the endless Weavings of The Wastes of THE Fallout...
In a Primordial Realm known as Alfheimr.
Primordial Realms of Existence were each different. No single one was the sa as the other. So could argue that so realms were lesser, while others were grander.
For anyone making such an argunt, Alfheimr... could be considered one of the places that sat at the very top.
At this mont.
The realm stretched out in wonders of impossible beauty. Forests of crystalline trees rose toward skies that shifted between aurora and starlight. Rivers of liquid radiance flowed through valleys carved from solidified dreams. Mountains of pure condensed Mana pierced through clouds that sang when the wind passed through them.
Everything here was more!
More vibrant, ore alive, nore real than reality had any right to be.
In a region where the crystalline forests gave way to adows of luminescent grass, three figures moved across serenely.
THE Primordial Chaos walked with the casual ease of soone who owned everything and nothing simultaneously. His form shifted constantly, never maintaining the sa appearance for more than a few monts.
One instant he was tall and imposing, the next compact and dense. His features rearranged themselves according to no discernible pattern.
THE Living Emotive floated beside him, her body crackling with emotions that changed faster than expressions could form.
THE Living Elental trailed behind them, his form shrouded by the Phones of Fire, Air, Earth, and Water. The four fundantal concepts swirled around him in constant rotation, each one manifesting in brilliant displays.
He moved with the caution of soone who knew he was in the presence of beings far more powerful than himself.
And yet a mont later, their gazes were those of astonishnt!
They looked up and saw the illusion of an endlessly blinding pillar of obsidian-gold light shooting across Alfheimr itself!
It wasn’t physically present.
It was a sign.
A signal that perated across Observable Existence.
Now, the vision of Absolutes was unique. They directly knew what the pillar that they saw ant. Due to their status, they were even able to understand and read what this pillar ant in ways that others could never imagine.
After all, this was a signal that perated across Observable Existence, but for the most part, it was mainly Absolutes who would gaze upon it and understand exactly what it ant.
And they had not expected to see sothing like this so soon.
It ant the collapse of another Absolute!
"This is the signature of THE Weavers!"
THE Living Emotive’s voice ca out in a shriek of disbelief and excitent.
"THE fucking Weavers! What happened?!"
Her eyes shone with an ecstatic and crazy light as if seeing such a thing gave her a thrilling high!
"Did THE Creature go scorched Existence?!"
She was genuinely shocked!
Even though THE Weavers were what could be considered entities from her camp. Since she also moved alongside THE Living Paradox and THE Loom.
Even though at this very mont, she was standing beside THE Primordial Chaos.
But this woman seed to have absolutely no allegiances.
At this mont, both her and Elental looked deeply into this pillar that represented the collapse of an Absolute. It communicated many things for those who could perceive them.
Right now they knew the identity of who had been collapsed.
And they were reading the sign that perated across Observable Existence to seek out... who had done the collapsing.
But before they could fully arrive at an answer...
THE Primordial Chaos frowned.
His grand and magisterial figure billowed with waves of disorder as he spoke calmly.
"It is not THE Creature. He would not kill."
His voice held certainty that transcended normal perception.
"It is... THE Youngest."
BOOM!
Chaos did not even need to look at the dazzling sign above to find out information on exactly what had happened.
He simply knew.
"THE Youngest? Who the fuck is the youngest?"
Emotive’s expression shifted through confusion and dawning realization.
"Wait... you don’t an..."
She was astonished!
She wanted to see it for herself!
Focusing on the Sign above, she poured her perception into reading its ssage. Monts later, a barely imperceptible image ford within the obsidian-gold light.
An image of... Osmont!
It looked grand. Immovable. Standing imperiously in a toga, surrounded by blue gold flas!
But it was there.
Emotive and Elental were shocked to confirm it!
Osmont!
Osmont?!
That fucker wasn’t even at THE Surface Depth before THE Fallout, right?!
THE Living Elental had sent him a savage curse of burning from THE Loom. At that ti, Osmont was not at THE.
He had been nothing!
A speck!
An ant that Elental had tried to crush.
And now...
"Haha... no fucking way, right?"
THE Living Emotive’s body shone with a manic light of countless emotions!
"The weakest of THE Four is the first one who made a move to kill an Absolute?!"
Her laughter echoed across the luminescent adows of Alfheimr.
"And not just any Absolute, but THE Weavers?! I an, I know they’re a bit shit since they fully rely on Paradox, but still... damn!"
Her emotions cycled faster and faster as she processed the implications!
And then her expression shone as if she gained a new understanding.
She looked toward THE Living Elental.
Who had an absolutely ashen expression.
A brutal and sowhat heavy scene unfolded as THE Living Emotive pointed at him while she laughed with mania!
"Haha, Elental, you’re absolutely fucked!"
Her finger jabbed toward him accusingly.
"Did you not curse the youngest before he even beca THE?! He must fucking hate you!"
Her laughter grew more unhinged.
"And you... you are not stronger than THE Weavers, are you? Maybe about the sa?"
She tilted her head with mock concern.
"Woah woah woah... this ans your existence is on a tir!"
Her grin beca sothing feral.
"That... is fucking hilarious!"
...!
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