He pushed the obsidian square toward Alexander, and waved his hand to manifest an illusory image above them.
An Ordnance, burning with Infinity. It hung in the air as a massive sphere wrapped in multicolored fire, its surface threaded with the obsidian-gold weavings of Noah’s power, the nine Pri Causes running across it and the Apocalypse Cause blazing at its heart.
It was beautiful in the way that catastrophic things were beautiful, a weapon designed with care, every weaving placed deliberately.
"This is THE Genesis Disinheritance," Noah said. "THE Infiniverse designed it with , an answer to the Ordnances they sent us. It does not kill. It does sothing the Gilded Ones may find worse. When it detonates, it ravages across the Scales of Existence of everything it touches and violently rips out all of it. Their Civilizations. Their Egos. And especially their Infinity. It strips a Gilded One of everything they have built across their entire existence and leaves them with only the raw foundations of their bodies, decimating every step of progression they ever made on the Scales." He let the weight of it land.
"And it does not waste what it tears out. All that power, all those weavings pulled from millions of Gilded Ones, is collected. By THE Infiniverse, or in this instance... by whoever pushes the button."
He turned to Alexander.
"So. If you wish to take the step, to make the choice to jump back in, this is the most I can give you. A push of a button to decimate many of those responsible, while you devour the weavings of existence of millions of Gilded Ones in the process. Likely only the Fourth Scale Gilded Ones will be able to resist it. But we can go down personally after the fallout and take care of those ourselves." He held Alexander’s eyes. "What do you say?"
HUUM!
Alexander’s face beca fearso.
He took the Enneagram and smashed it into his chest, and the treasure sank into him, and his eyes blazed with returning brilliance as it settled back where it belonged. He touched the place over his heart where it had gone, and he shook his head slowly, sothing between grief and wonder moving across his features.
"I...cannot believe I truly gave it away," he said quietly. "That I was so far gone I handed away the only thing I had left." He looked at Noah.
"Thank you. Thank you for everything. For holding it. For coming back. For all of it."
Then he moved with decisiveness.
He reached out and took THE Genesis Disinheritance, the obsidian square with its single golden button, and without an ounce of hesitation, without a flicker of the man who had wanted to stop, he pressed it.
HUUUM!
Noah smiled at the scene as he looked at Alexander.
Was he really back? It seed he might be. There was a steadiness in him now that had not been there before, the steadiness of a being who had stood up again and intended to stay standing.
Existence was fun. But it was no fun to go at it alone.
Noah had few friends, and he found it genuinely worthwhile to help the few he had when they stumbled. It was, perhaps, one of the only soft things left in him.
As he was thinking this, the Braneworld answered the button.
HUUM!
Space and dinsions began to crack, from below.
Unlike the Ordnances that had fallen on the Lower Observable Existence from above, descending from the sky onto a defenseless population, the ones THE Infiniverse had designed ca from beneath!
They rose from below the silver citadel of THE Quietus Silvanus, cracking up through the foundations of the Braneworld toward the millions of Gilded Ones who had never imagined an attack could co from that direction.
And already, Noah could hear them.
The roars of vengeance, rising from below, carrying the weight of an entire Observable Existence’s worth of dead, answered at last.
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Ruination observed, and Ruination recorded.
She existed as her illusory form of churning Infinity lines above THE Quietus Silvanus, present through her master’s body, and she turned her full attention to the event unfolding below with the cold thoroughness she brought to everything worth asuring. This was worth asuring!
THE Genesis Disinheritance had been designed in collaboration between her master and THE Infiniverse, and she had contributed to the weavings herself. Now she would watch the design et reality, and she would record every part of how it perford.
|THE Genesis Disinheritance- deploynt confird. Detonation sequence initiating from below the citadel. Estimated yield: total saturation of THE Quietus Silvanus.|
The Ordnances rose by the thousands.
They ca up through the foundations of the Braneworld beneath the silver citadel, cracking dinsions as they ascended, each one a sphere of multicolored fire wrapped in obsidian-gold weavings, and they smashed into THE Quietus Silvanus from underneath.
The silver towers of amplified Acedia, the dod halls, the spires built across eons by a civilization that valued stillness, all of it took the impact from a direction no defense had been oriented toward. Nothing had been built to repel an apocalypse rising from the ground beneath their feet.
And why would there be any defenses against Bounded Lifeforms who did not even know they existed, and they no longer had any cognizance as they moved as Dredges?
BOOOOM!
Detonations began as fires of Osmontian Absolute Infinity began to rage!
This was the part Ruination recorded with the most attention, because this was the part that mattered.
The explosions were not explosions in the way the Gilded Ones would have understood them. The fire was real, and it ravaged the silver architecture, but the true chanism rode beneath the fire.
The authority of THE Infinite Cause and THE Pri Cause of Apocalypse, the foundational weight of her master and THE Infiniverse, tore through THE Quietus Silvanus and reached into every Gilded One it touched. It did not burn them. It unmade their progression!
The Apocalypse Cause expressed its truth across their Scales of Existence, ravaging from their highest attainnts downward, and as it passed through them, it ripped out everything they had built.
Ruination watched a Superbius Gilded One in the upper towers, a Devonian Paleozoic Third Scale being of considerable standing, attempt to raise his Ego against the wave. His amplified Superbius pride flared, the engineered confidence of his entire existence rising to et the threat.
It was extracted from him.
|Subject: Third Scale Superbius Gilded One. Defensive Ego response: initiated. Outco: the Ego itself has been identified as extractable material and removed. Subject’s amplified Superbius Ego, integrated Civilizations, Observable Force, and Infinity are being pulled from his foundations. Subject is reduced to the raw foundation of his body, stripped of all progression.|
It happened across the citadel simultaneously!
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