Noah looked at the old hairy man in front of him as he searched for an answer regarding the possibilities of what he could do.
He knew that THE Creature and THE Primordial Chaos and THE Living Paradox did everything that they could when they arrived at THE Fundantal Depth to build their foundation before they beca Absolutes.
It was so ridiculous to the point that even though he just devoured the recoverable Depth of an Absolute, he only gained a bit over twenty-five percent of the comparable Imnsity of foundation when looking at THE Creature and others like him.
Those beings had spent eons at Fundantal Depth, accumulating weight that would support their eventual ascension with foundations so unshakeable that nothing could threaten their position once they crossed that final threshold.
So he knew that even though he had an Absolute Everything, his utilization of it would only increase a percentage of his foundation, and whether that was ten percent or twenty percent may not be too significant of a difference in the grand sche of his own advancent.
But an Absolute under his faction... that was sothing entirely different!
That was a force multiplier that could change the dynamics of everything he was trying to accomplish.
Ul’moreth looked at him as even within those waves of countless hairs, Noah saw a brilliant Ginnu Lifeform who smiled at him with warmth.
"I couldn’t rise as an Absolute in THE Belly of Existence even after eons passed because of a suppression that pressed down on all of us who sought to advance beyond what THE Creature deed appropriate."
His voice carried weight that spoke of frustrations accumulated across ages.
"You left and Ains your Sparks. Your Way. Haha, if you did not exist, maybe we would have claid The First Tongue by now."
He chuckled with genuine amusent.
"But we advanced through your authority instead. I forged my foundation using what you provided. I wish I had been patient enough to remain at Fundantal and not jump to Half-Step Absolute as this actually set back in certain ways, but even here, I need to just take... a step."
His expression grew contemplative.
"But the single step can sotis feel like the entire span of Observable Existence."
...!
A step.
Ul’moreth was a grand entity. Perfect Speaker of The First Tongue. His power, potential, and imnsity was no less if not grander than so of THE Living Existences in The Infinite Unfurling.
Noah stroked the head of a happy Skoll as he listened to this and said with casual confidence that belied the significance of what he was about to offer.
"Alright. I have sothing, maybe it can help you take that step."
...!
Noah closed his eyes.
Within his existence, he reached for the cluster of mobius strips that had ford from his cleansing of Observable Existence, that first genuine Absolute Everything that marked his entry into the currency of beings who shaped reality itself.
A glorious blue-gold cluster of mobius strips floated out of his head!
Its aura was so heavy and dense that reality itself seed to bend around its presence, and shockingly, it radiated a glimr of Absolute authority that made everything nearby tremble with recognition of what they were perceiving!
Absolute!
Sothing that carried the essence of what Absolutes accumulated through their contributions to Observable Existence!
It erged from Noah as a shocked hairy hand of Ul’moreth rose to grasp it with reverence that spoke of understanding exactly what he was being offered!
In the distance, THE Secretive Eon and Nyx turned over with shining eyes.
Eon even seed to have a pondering look as she locked her gaze onto Noah with intensity that evaluated and calculated and found new depths of interest in what this being was capable of producing!
Noah didn’t pay attention to any of the gazes as he said with casualness that masked how much he truly hoped this would work.
"See if it’s possible. If it is, great. If it’s not... that’s also okay. No pressure."
...!
Well, he didn’t say it, but there was a little bit of pressure!
Ul’moreth grasped the Absolute Everything solemnly as he nodded, and it disappeared into his body as he sat down in a ditative position with countless hairs settling around him like a cocoon of accumulated authority.
Noah was about to turn toward THE Secretive Eon to see how things would progress from here, because the aura of THE Primordial Chaos was in Alfheimr, and she had said that Chaos was the first target among THE Four before they would be targeting Jotunheim!
But as he did so, his Weavings buzzed as he received a ssage through his Derivative Civilization of Hunger and Undifferentiated Fate!
|Hey big guy, I don’t know if you can hear this, but THE Primordial Chaos has for so reason decided to be in Alfheimr when Origin is here looking for THE Creature.|
|The bitch Emotive and Elental are here as well.|
|Chaos says he wants to talk to you, but Origin won’t activate the Seal you gave her because she likely does not want to embroil you in whatever is happening here.|
|But hey, you are one of THE Four.|
|There’s half a chance that THE Creature is watching all of this and will intervene, but just in case he is being an ass, there is you.|
...!
The ssage was a heavy one, and it stemd from THE First Hunger!
Emotive, Elental, and THE Primordial Chaos were moving together in Alfheimr.
The sentence alone was ridiculous as shouldn’t Emotive and Elental be moving with Paradox?
They were part of THE Loom. They served THE Living Paradox. They had been instrunts of his designs.
But what was this?
Why were they walking alongside THE Primordial Chaos as if they were old companions taking a stroll through one of the most ancient Primordial Realms in existence?
His eyes moved with Imnsity as he needed an answer and solution at this mont.
He was inclined to speak to Eon about this, to tell her that her target was in Alfheimr right now and they could set off there imdiately. After all, she had said THE Primordial Chaos was the first among THE Four that she planned to collapse and replace. If he was in Alfheimr, if he was near beings connected to Noah’s Civilization...
But his intuition was buzzing.
He didn’t know why, but it made him take a pause and close his eyes.
THE Weaver of Existence closed his eyes as he asked his very Civilizations how to proceed, reaching inward toward the foundations that had been built across his journey through Observable Existence.
Monts later...
|You already know.|
His Civilizations only affird his intuition as he sighed internally and made a silent Thesis!
|Where my Seal is, I can have a sliver of my consciousness appear.|
BOOM!
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