2883 Al-Abalem! I

Home.

A domain where one returned to.

A domain one spent most of their lives in.

A domain where one felt safe and at peace- a refuge from anything and everything.

Every single entity had a home!

And the Weaver of Extremity…sought to intricately tie himself into the workings of the Dikastes of Extremity as he sought to answer the critical question of where their home was!

When it came to cause an effect- to any weavings of Existence, Records, and Extremes that pertained to him- his capabilities as the Weaver of Extremity allowed him to view and understand them.

It was how he found out about the Existential Symposium in the Existential Arcadian High Hall.

It was how he was able to peer through the veil of the Vacuous Dikastes of Extremity in the Haven of Anarchos!

And through this event, he had even further coiled himself around the Dikastes of Extremity.

His genuine waves of Tyranny and Infinity had wrapped around their bodies as in order to pull off their plot, they had allowed him to do so.

and Vitalis Hyperversal Authority before they ultimately revealed themselves- and they went even

mixed

His existence touched theirs.

extinguished the golden light of the Aletheian Dream

weavings of your Extremes are being carried great

magnificent prompt rose

reading into new and wondrous unfolding weavings as a part of his will sent its focus towards the Infinite Hyperversal Haven to gaze

Across innumerable records.

the Aeonic Annals

figures of the Dikastes of Extremity could be seen ascending upwards at an astonishing pace as their bodies were surrounded by

side holding Vitalis and Vacuous Dikastes as they climbed up side by side after making an

higher and with purpose as if they were following a roadmap- as if they could see the

of Extremity that encompassed both the Vitalis and

a certain point during their ascension, they seemed to enter an area of Records that held a division of black and white- a scene that only their eyes could see as when they

Reylyra gazed towards the Blackhats

we've collected to the Basileus of Ignatius, and

with affirmation before

upwards a little bit more before their bodies released an Innate authority that…seemingly warped them across

this moment, the records around them had changed as one could see tendrils of white stretching out all around them as if they were pathways, and they

HUUM!

endlessly vast runic magic

they would pass such a point easily as this

for no other reason than what

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