He said such words gloriously as Glossikos raised her brows with an expression that mixed surprise with calculation.
"Even if rules are bent to make them all Polemarchs, you would need my permission and another. I don’t believe Paradoxos, Khaotikos, or Ontikos would particularly be feeling generous..."
Glossikos paused as her eyes flashed with surprise.
And Noah looked at her as the musings of Undifferentiated Fate burned in his eyes. He had planned to reach out to Ontikos as with his relation to THE Creature, he did not expect any problems there!
But had Ontikos already reached out to Glossikos even before he asked?
He only thought of this as a mont later, Glossikos spoke with a unique expression that held layers of aning Noah could not fully parse.
"Well, it seems this is an action supported by many moving parts. A Strategos has reached out and stated that they will approve this departure."
BOOM!
Noah’s eyes squinted as in the next mont, Glossikos began to move her hands with authority that reshaped the rules of this domain according to her will.
The numbers on Noah’s toga went down rapidly while on Ul’moreth, Skoll, and Nyx, their numbers rose higher and higher as contributions flowed from his account to theirs.
Until their togas transford to match Polemarchs!
Lumivara was the only one unchanged as Noah wanted to keep her with him here to elevate her Depth so more through the opportunities this place provided.
As for Noah, his toga still remained that of a Polemarch as he had done far too much in the short period of ti in THE Agora of Primordial Judgnt, with his latest action being winning a debate and collapsing an Absolute. Even after transferring enough contributions to elevate three beings to Polemarch status, he still had more than enough to maintain his own rank.
As he watched all this happen, Glossikos grandly said in the next mont with finality that carried the weight of law.
"It is done. I can send them out of THE Agora of Primordial Judgnt at any ti."
Noah nodded at these words as his senses flickered. Undifferentiated Fate told him that he was thinking wrong about sothing.
So he asked to be sure.
"Who was the other Strategos to give their approval for their departure?"
Glossikos turned to him after this question.
Her imnsely deep obsidian-blue eyes bore into his with Imnsity and calmness as she said with weight that made Noah’s foundations pulse with recognition.
"Strategos Khaotikos."
BOOM!
...!
It was not Ontikos, related to Existence, but Khaotikos who stepped in without even being asked.
Chaos!
Noah’s eyes squinted as he also recalled the cleanliness of the Weavings of Chaos when it ca to Malformations surrounding them.
When he closed his eyes to sense what only Absolutes could sense, he could see those weed-like corruptions already forming silently around all Weavings, especially Paradox and Existence as these two seed to be holding imnse waves of corruption that spread and propagated without adequate cleansing at much faster rates.
But barely any Corrupted Growths ford around Weavings of Chaos, and when they did, Noah saw them disappearing soon after into golden threads that further stabilized Existence.
THE Primordial Chaos was diligent in ways that his philosophy of disorder should have contradicted.
There was a lot to be learned regarding how everything worked out.
At this mont, Noah gave a light nod as he said with command that expected imdiate execution.
"Send them out."
Glossikos looked at him silently before a mont later, she clenched her fist with authority that transcended normal space.
A reluctant Nyx, Ul’moreth, and Skoll disappeared!
Only Glossikos and Lumivara remained nearby as Lumivara ca closer toward Noah with a happy smile, almost as if she was reminded of when they had been alone and crossing the Infinite Unfurling together before everything had beco so complicated.
As for Noah, his gaze was on the Stoa of Dogmata where at this mont, Ul’moreth, Nyx, and Skoll appeared outside THE Agora of Primordial Judgnt.
The mont they did, Noah exerted his power across the Stoa of Dogmata through the threads of fate and Mana that connected him to everything he claid authority over.
He brought them to the region where his other body stood a distance away from THE Secretive Eon!
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THE Secretive Eon looked over with raised brows as she saw her Disciple appear with a look of reluctance that instantly changed the mont Nyx recognized who she was seeing.
Nyx took a step to appear beside her master and knelt down with deference that spoke of genuine devotion as she said with a voice filled with regret and submission.
"This unworthy disciple apologizes to Master for any trouble she has caused."
...!
THE Secretive Eon looked at her Disciple with sharp eyes that evaluated and judged, but she didn’t reply.
Instead, she looked over to Noah.
But at this mont, Noah was not looking at her!
He was gazing at Ul’moreth as he evaluated his Teacher’s imnse waves of power that were no longer suppressed by THE Agora of Primordial Judgnt.
Ul’moreth stood at Half-Step Absolute Depth.
His ti in THE Belly of Existence over the eons had been utilized grandly, building foundations that approached the threshold of true Absolute classification. His countless hairs swayed with authority that pressed against the boundaries of what non-Absolutes could achieve.
At this mont, Noah thought of many possibilities as within his existence, an Absolute Everything buzzed with potential utilizations.
He asked Ul’moreth with a voice that held calculation and hope intertwined.
"Old man, how is your foundation after all these eons? What would you need to tip you over from Half-Step Absolute to... Absolute?"
...!
There were many things happening as Existence was full of possibilities.
Right now, he was looking at the possibility of the ergence of an Absolute under his faction.
The choices were Ul’moreth, Origin, or potentially others.
And at this mont, after gaining Undifferentiated Fate and having access to observing where those connected to him were through threads of causality that stretched across Observable Existence...
He had already sent another body across The Wastes toward THE Fisherman who had given up everything for him in Ginnungagap!
And he looked at Ul’moreth as he wondered...of the Usage of his Absolute Everything!
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