Gems of Existence crystallized from the authority flowing into him, shaped by his hatred and refined by his determination.
And Alexander began to flood these gems onto receptors that no entity of THE First Scale of Existence should be able to notice.
The Existential Nociceptors.
The Civilizational Afferents.
The Delta-Threads of Existence and the C-Fibers of Being.
The receptors that Beowulf had burned again and again across millions of years of torture, finding them and exploiting them and using them to deliver agony that exceeded anything Alexander had ever imagined possible.
Alexander did not forget them.
He had felt their locations burned into his awareness through repeated abuse. He knew exactly where they were now, knew their architecture and their pathways and their connections to his overall existence.
And at this ti, he allowed waves of Infinite Existence altered into his own weavings of the Enneagram to flow across areas his own existence had not known existed before Beowulf taught him they were there.
His body began to shine brilliantly with a multicolored allure.
His skin almost felt gem-like, crystalline structures forming beneath the surface and radiating light. He was being remade into sothing that incorporated the knowledge his torture had provided!
While all of this happened, he chanted in his mind with hatred.
A single na.
Beowulf.
Beowulf.
BEOWULF!
BOOM!
A scintillating gem-like multicolored light burned around him as an aura of an Absolute blood with intensity that would have made observers shield their perception.
This was not the aura he had possessed before his capture.
This exceeded anything he had been capable of before Beowulf’s torture had broken him down and built him back up through suffering.
This exceeded any lesser existence like THE Shitty Living Elental by magnitudes that made comparison laughable.
Maybe a few hundred tis grander than a worthless, despotic, bum of an Absolute like THE Living Elental!
And during that whole ti, Alexander burned with hatred that others would not be able to understand.
He thought about a Primordial Architect.
He thought about platinum armor and gaps between plates that revealed only darkness.
He thought about the being who had made him experience eons of agony for information he refused to provide.
And he swore, silently and absolutely, that he would find a way to make Beowulf feel exactly what he had felt.
No matter how long it took.
No matter what it cost!
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There were many things Noah wanted to research.
But he had to make sure THE Peacemaker was okay first before delving into them.
He knew how in existence, everyone expected n to be okay both emotionally and physically even after they went through traumatic events. Nobody asked them if they were alright. Nobody gave them the sa tender level of treatnt that might be offered to others. n were supposed to endure and move on and never speak of what they had experienced.
Ah, you dog died? Well, cheer up, lets go for drinks.
Your girl left you? Well, she sucks anyways, lets go find you another.
Far took many weavings of n were neglected!
So Noah at least ca to give his ear in case Alexander needed to talk.
If he did not want to, that was okay.
Just being there for company was also good.
So right now, as endless Existence flooded into Alexander and Noah sensed changes occurring within that gem-like transformation, he tried to simply be a vessel which steered THE Peacemaker toward his boon at the end of his adversity.
He conducted the Infinite Existence without containing it, directing the endless authority toward Alexander’s recovery without forcing any particular outco.
And while this unfolded, he waited.
While waiting, he began to try grasping his Infinity in other ways.
What he was looking at now was understanding its usage and the idea of what Infinity itself could do when he controlled it to flow into finite things.
Into THE Peacemaker, that was one application.
And right now...
Noah waved his hands in the field of green-gold grasses.
He allowed the ergence of THE Convergent Root of Density Absolute.
The Sacred Herb materialized before him with presence that spoke of its nature. It appeared as a root system that had crystallized into sothing between organic growth and geotric precision. Its tendrils extended in fractal patterns that repeated at every scale of observation, each smaller branch mimicking the structure of the whole in ways that suggested infinite regression.
The root pulsed with compressed authority that felt dense. This was the herb that allowed one to experience saturation acceleration at whichever Depth you directed its compressed authority toward. It had already perford the work of filling gaps between sequential Infinite expressions. Consuming it introduced pre-densified Infinity directly into foundations, advancing progression from Countable toward Uncountable Infinity.
It was sothing already grand.
It was not mundane by any asure.
So what if it beca filled with Infinity?
DUM!
Noah began to feel that heavy beat of his heart again as he moved.
His chest expanded as he breathed in deeply, filling his finite lungs with air that ant nothing and everything simultaneously.
Then he breathed out.
Endlessly blue rivers of Infinity flowed from his breath to fill and batter that one single root. The authority he exhaled did not co from within him. It ca from everywhere his Infinity touched across Observable Existence, conducted through his finite form and directed toward this singular target.
Infinitely.
He chose sothing that could be considered relatively small as he watched it shine with grander and grander waves of light.
The simple root began to spin.
Its organic structure crystallized further, transforming from dense material into sothing that approached pure concept given form. Blue light suffused every tendril and every fractal branch and every repeating pattern of its architecture.
Blue strings and waves flowed from it as the air it gave off beca more and more grand.
Its roots turned a crystallized blue that shone far too brilliantly, radiating authority that exceeded what any Sacred Herb should have been capable of producing. The transformation was accelerating, feeding on the Infinity Noah directed toward it, becoming sothing unprecedented.
Until...
DING!
It froze in place.
The root let out a frosty air of cerulean brilliance that spread across the green-gold field around them. The transformation had completed, but what erged was not simply an enhanced version of what had existed before.
Noah watched it closely.
One mont, he saw that radiant blue crystallized root floating before him.
And in the next mont, he felt every space around him was densely packed and filled with countless crystallized roots.
Not copies.
Not illusions.
The sa root existing in infinite instances simultaneously. One and infinite at the sa ti. A single object that was also endless objects, each instance as real as every other instance, all of them the sa root expressed across infinite iterations.
His eyes were bright.
What was the result of his initial research?
|An Infinite Product has been designed.|
|An Infinite Sacred Herb has erged.|
|THE Convergent Root of Density Absolute has been transford into: THE Infinite Root of Uncountable Saturation.|
|Classification: Infinite Object|
|Nature: This root now exists as both singular and infinite simultaneously. Consuming one instance consus infinite instances. The density it provides is no longer approaching Uncountable but IS Uncountable in nature.|
|Effect: Any existence capable of consuming this Infinite Sacred Herb can make significant progress from Countable to Uncountable Infinity. They would consu 1 and also infinite numbers of this root when they do. The consumption introduces Uncountable density directly into foundations without requiring gradual accumulation.|
|Potential Outco: At worst, the consur will feel Uncountable Infinities montarily or for days, experiencing that density before returning to Countable existence. At best, the consur will achieve permanent elevation to Uncountable Infinity, their foundations transford to contain infinite density between every sequential point of their existence.|
|Warning: Consuming or Wielding Infinite Objects carries risks proportional to the gap between consur and consud. Existence may reject what it cannot integrate.|
"..."
Noah looked at these prompts.
He beca extrely silent!
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