Chapter 4890: Storm I
Chapter 4890: Storm I
At the same time as Noah increased his arsenal in The Interstices, another body of his moved across his Infiniverse.
He appeared in a region that held an endlessly expanding sea of Muspelheim, the recently integrated Primordial Realm now fully subsumed into his domain. Crimson-blue stellar liquids and plasma permeated all around him, the essence of Muspelheim transformed into fuel for his ever-growing existence!
In the center of this sea was the massive visage of THE Mnemonic Leviathan.
The dolphin-like lifeform that held a great deal of knowledge floated in the stellar currents with her eyes closed, clearly attempting to return to the slumber that she had been engaged in for eons before Noah’s arrival had disturbed her peace. Near her were Ruination and the humanoid form of THE Infiniverse herself, both waiting for Noah’s appearance.
When Noah materialized in this region, THE Mnemonic Leviathan opened one eye to observe him with the resigned expression of someone who knew their rest was about to be interrupted yet again.
He waved to her with a brilliant smile.
"Not much time may have passed here, but I have gone eons back and made my way back. Thank you for the coordinates."
THE Mnemonic Leviathan’s eye regarded him with ancient weariness.
"No thanks are required. I shall just return to my slumber..."
She could already feel it was about to have her slumber interrupted as Noah’s smile grew even wider.
"You hold a great deal of knowledge," he said, his tone shifting to something more businesslike. "I just toured THE Prima Indifferentia and met quite a few wonders that you may not know about. How about I share knowledge to expand yours, and you also tell me a few things in turn?"
...!
Noah made such a proposition as THE Mnemonic Leviathan’s eye opened fully, both orbs now focusing on him with interest that warred with her desire for continued rest.
Knowledge was her sustenance.
Knowledge was her purpose.
And he was offering knowledge of THE Prima Indifferentia that she had swam in before! Did he see anything she had not?
Begrudgingly, she spoke.
"Tell me."
Noah smiled brilliantly as Ruination and THE Infiniverse joined him, the three of them positioning themselves before the ancient Leviathan as he began to talk about proto-matter and Undivided Ones and Formless Terrors and all the other wonders he had witnessed during his temporal traversal.
He wanted to wring this pink dolphin dry of everything she knew.
And in exchange, he would give her the knowledge she craved.
A fair trade, by his estimation.
Beside him, he could see the weavings of THE Infiniverse fluctuating with changes that went beyond anything she had displayed before. She had completed the assimilation of Muspelheim during his temporal traversal, and his own advancement was reflecting on her existence in ways that made her seem almost unrecognizable compared to what she had been.
Behind her eyes, infinities burned with terrifying brilliance.
She was no longer just his Infiniverse.
She was becoming something more.
And her voice echoed out within his mind.
|Master, I have begun to forge a realm of Undifferentiation within my structure. Near the Early Veiled Shore, I am cultivating an environment filled with proto-matter similar to what you experienced in THE Prima Indifferentia.|
|This realm draws upon the echoes of your journey and the undifferentiated qualities now woven into your Infinite nature. It will serve as a training ground for those you wish to expose to controlled undifferentiation, and as a resource repository for proto-matter that can be harvested without the dangers of THE Prima Indifferentia itself.|
|Additionally, my own foundations are rising exponentially in response to your growth. As your Infinite Formless Depth expands without ceiling, so too does my existence as an extension of your authority. The rate of increase has exceeded what I can fully quantify at this moment. I am becoming something that I do not yet have the parameters to define.|
|I will provide updated assessments as my understanding catches up with my transformation.|
Noah smiled at her words and nodded with approval before continuing his conversation with THE Mnemonic Leviathan. Having a realm of controlled undifferentiation within his Infiniverse opened possibilities that he would need to explore when time permitted. Training grounds for his followers.
Moiraine, Riya, Titano, Little Bobby, Malphas, Heidrun, and all others would not be allowed to sit still!
Existence was filled with adversity for those who wanted to advance.
They needed adversity!
The Infiniverse was growing alongside him, becoming a territory that matched the scope of his ambitions.
But that was a matter for later consideration.
Right now, he had a pink dolphin to interrogate.
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And Noah was truly a busy man.
While one body wrote Inscriptions in The Interstices and another extracted knowledge from THE Mnemonic Leviathan in his Infiniverse, a third body stood in an entirely different location.
THE Agora of Primordial Judgment.
THE Mouseion of Fated Artifacts.
He stood on an endlessly stretching golden river that flowed through spaces that shouldn’t have been able to contain rivers, the stellar expanse above holding treasures that had been deposited across eons by beings seeking to contribute to the Mouseion’s collection. The system of fate and worthiness that governed this place pressed against his existence with weight that would have been overwhelming before his transformation.
Now, it merely felt like acknowledgment.
He was ready to retrieve his fated item.
The item that he himself had placed here eons ago during his temporal traversal with THE Primordial Paradox.
The Antinomia Prismatica.
Behind him, Glossikos watched with calm curiosity that befitted the leader of THE Agora of Primordial Judgment. Her luminous features held interest that she didn’t bother to conceal, wondering what someone like THE Youngest would draw from the Mouseion’s endless vaults.
What treasure could possibly be fated for a being like him?
Lumivara poked her head out from behind Glossikos.
Neither of them knew what was about to happen.
Neither of them realized that they were witnessing the completion of a temporal loop that had been set in motion eons ago and was only now reaching its fruition.
Noah looked up at the stellar expanse above, feeling the golden strings of fate extending outward from his existence toward something that called to him from the Mouseion’s depths.
The Antinomia Prismatica.
The key to THE Primordial Paradox’s return.
He reached upward.
And the Mouseion responded!