Chapter 4831: Integrations and Memories II
Chapter 4831: Integrations and Memories II
The question hung in the corrupted air between them.
It was time to catch up and learn more about Eckert and what he could do, to understand the mechanisms of his unique methodology, and to compare it to THE Entity to see how one might go against a threat that had already claimed multiple Absolutes.
Because if anyone understood the process of replacing what was there with something else, of spreading through existence itself to consume and become, it would be THE Great Usurper!
And right now, understanding was the most valuable weapon Noah could acquire.
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While all of this occurred across The Wastes, a part of him continued to pay attention to the major changes unfolding within THE Infiniverse.
His Civilization was growing exponentially.
The connection between himself and THE Infiniverse meant that every advancement he achieved fed directly into the realm that served as the heart of everything he’d built. And now, as it assimilated an entire Primordial Realm into itself, that growth was accelerating beyond anything he’d previously experienced.
At this moment.
In the sandy Early Veiled Shore at the center of THE Infiniverse, Noah had another body moving alongside his mother as the two of them harvested sacred herbs he’d brought over from the Shore of THE Creature.
The herbs glowed with soft luminescence, each one a treasure that would’ve caused wars among lesser beings. Yet here they grew in abundance, nurtured by conditions that existed nowhere else in Observable Existence.
His mother moved with practiced ease, her presence a grounding force that reminded Noah of who he’d been before all of this.
Existence was wild and ridiculous, but he could always make time to spend it with the important people in his life.
Many others moved all over the Early Veiled Shore. In the distance, he could see his son Henry surrounded by two women as he cooked marine lifeforms in a Wok filled with sacred water. Steam rose in patterns that spoke of culinary mastery applied to ingredients that transcended normal food.
Off to the side, the bald figure of Bob watched like a hawk. Little Bobby!
His attention was fixed on his daughter Liora, who was laughing beside Henry with easy joy. Bob’s protective gaze never wavered, the concern of a father who’d been through too much to ever truly relax.
After all, this man had burned entire Wheels of Existence for his daughter! Not to mention Thauron. He missed that guy!
Barbatos, Adelaide, Athena, and all the other Queens of THE Infiniverse moved about with their own busyness and tasks.
None of them knew whatever grand enemy now stood above them. None of them knew about THE Entity, about the infection that had claimed multiple Absolutes.
And they didn’t have to worry about this.
Because Noah would shoulder everything to protect those under his Civilization.
Even further in the distance, he could see the Sanctuaries of Inevitabilities. Tens of millions of Primus Inevitabilities moved around like an army, each one a being of tremendous potential being cultivated under his authority.
The day when he could turn these millions into Surface Depth entities, have an army at the first Scale of Existence, all specialized into unique professions...
That was the day when it would be game over for many.
But as of now, it was still a distant future away.
At this time, Noah began to feel the golden sands trembling beneath his feet.
A hint of red permeated the air above, mixing with streams of blue. The influence of Muspelheim being devoured was becoming extremely strong, its essence bleeding into THE Infiniverse as the integration progressed toward completion.
Prompts bloomed.
|Integration Milestone Achieved|
|More than half of Muspelheim has been integrated into THE Infiniverse|
|Unique Musings of Existence have been discovered|
|I spent an embarrassing amount of processing power analyzing why Muspelheim produced so many THE classification entities when other realms struggled to produce a few|
|The answer, it turns out, was not some grand mystery|
...!
Unique Musings of Existence.
Noah stopped where he was on the plot of farmland. He closed his eyes and allowed the Immensity of THE Weaver of Existence to spread outward.
The First Tongue erupted from him in a low hum. The Derivative Civilizations of Hunger and Undifferentiated Fate stirred within his foundations, ready to consume and process whatever information emerged.
|Primordial Realm Analysis|
|Muspelheim functioned as a pivotal convergence of immense Weavings of The First Tongue, similar to Ginnungagap|
|Over the eons, countless Corrupted Growths were drawn toward this Primordial Realm like it was some kind of drain|
|These corrupted elements were cleansed, and the pure Civilizational Authority that resulted simply... accumulated|
|This explains why so many Muspeli Lifeforms achieved THE classification|
|They were being fed concentrated purity while everyone else had to earn advancement the hard way|
|Fragment Discovery|
|Multiple Fragments of Axioms have been sensed and obtained|
|Currently being catalogued|
|Infiniverse Transformation|
|As integration proceeds, THE Infiniverse is transforming to become a unique component of Observable Existence|
|Corrupted Growths will begin to naturally be drawn toward THE Infiniverse|
|With these Growths being cleansed automatically, all the pure Civilizational Authority that blooms will feed back into your home|
|This creates a feedback loop of glorious proportions|
|Most beings spend eons trying to establish something like this|
|You stumbled into it while eating a Primordial Realm|
|Collaborative Analysis|
|THE Infiniverse and I are designing similar Musings of Existence to THE Agora of Primordial Judgment and THE Vaults of Ginnungagap|
|Purpose: To better understand the positions of Primordial Realms in relation to Observable Existence|
|This is genuinely complex work|
|Population Influx|
|Muspeli Lifeforms are beginning to be drawn into THE Infiniverse|
|A not-so-insignificant number are at the first Scale of Existence|
|This increases the infinite potential of the Harvest you draw for all those under your Civilization|
|All of this continues feeding your growing Foundation|
|Foundation Status|
|THE Surface Depth: Approaching theoretical perfection|
|THE Intermediate Depth: Approaching theoretical perfection|
|THE Fundamental Depth: Slowly, slowly, slowly creeping toward what THE Creature and THE Primordial Chaos achieved in the distant past|
|Slowly, even though measuring your progress against beings who had eons feels unreasonable|
|You’ve had hours as this really isn’t slow. Even if it was days, it would still be considered an impossibility.|
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Can you imagine it? If his progression actually took him days or weeks to go from Surface to Intermediate Depth?
Or if he needed years to attain Fundamental Depth or Absolute? Because normally, others took thousands and millions of years!
He shivered just thinking of such a possibility!