2842 The Weaving of Extremity! IV

This was Noah's strong belief as he began to gain a deeper understanding of Extremes!

The more he delved into it, the more he understood their emotions and longings…the more he understood that the very concept of the Extremity of Extremity was not something to be taken lightly.

Not something that could be achieved so simply!

He had initially thought that maybe after reaching the Ninth Gradation of Extremity, this theory could be made into a reality.

But he now understood that even if he had reached that height, it may have not been enough.

The key lay in understanding Extremity itself.

The key lay in understanding its weaving- why and how the extremes of many concepts moved the way they did!

And so, he set out to understand this by observing his own Extremes and comparing other extremes.

He sent out a part of himself in the form of a clone as at this moment, he stepped outside of the Infinite Hyperversal Haven and into the Quintessential Annals of Extremity.

Into a construct of records upon records that were in a constant flux of existence and nonexistence- his will passing through it quickly as with his eyes burning with golden flames, he traced the Records that the Cimmerian Architect had given him as within moments…

SHAA!

He was within the Aeonic Annals of Extremity.

More specifically, in the Vacuous Annals of Extremity as like a fish in water, he swam across a myriad of Records as he didn't hold an ounce of fear on whether he could be discovered!

[The Extremity of Tyranny burns with ambition.]

His power was affirmed.

His distinction as an Indeterminate Quintessential I Existence remained true as in his constant state of uncertainty, the gazes of the Ones Above Extremity were that much further from him- especially so within these layers of Records!

crossed through them seamlessly as

WAP!

if he tore open the pages of an ancient

arrived in a

and quiet, with its reality feeling a sense of a distortion as if the

state it was in before as currently, the skies burned with a hazy glow of white flames of Anarchos, the land below being a sea of liquified Anarchos as atop them, a Forge and a Hall radiating an air of refinement could be

auras of two Entities could be seen as currently, they were adorned in white robes and sitting on the liquified sea of Anarchos while silently gazing at what could only be described as

A tomb!

traces of Records and memories of none other than those of

Entities…were actually in

altered this record and painted it white with Anarchos as while adorned in white robes, they were actually mourning the Cimmerian

shook

[How quaint.]

HUUM!

…!

though he had arrived in this Record some time ago, his two words were the

[Who!]

BOOM!

burly man that was sitting down rose with terrifying authority as he came to lock onto Noah, the woman beside him gazing up

the Sixth Gradation of Extremity…could not sense his presence easily

Entities rose, Noah felt his own existence pulse with brightness as his Extremes radiated

to weave as he tuned his

pulls upon the Existential

been

WAA!

they weaving together under the banner of Paradox, their Authority

more careful as now, nothing within this domain would

this for this

Gradation of Extremity saw him do this, their extremes blared as

smiled at this as any misunderstandings could

this point in time, he just wanted to see more extremes

Their weaving!

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