2893 Dikastes!

The flow of information was a wondrous one.

It was something Noah should in no way have access to, and yet here he was.

He was reading the intricacies of the weavings of a Dikastes of Extremity- particularly one who had recently left a state of Hibernation after being injected with the light of something known as the Fruit of Existence.

The Fruit of Existence!

Noah's mind found itself unmistakably attracted to the weavings of such a thing as he sought to understand it.

But…the flow of information was there, even though it was jumbled. It was all because of the Low Tier Synchrony- because Noah's capabilities in understanding the Weaving were barely at the first Metamorphosis, and the target he selected was at an extremely high place!

[Ho…]

So Noah released waves of calmness as he focused on the weavings of the origin of this being.

[The Weaver of Extremity gazes into the Weavings of a Vitalis Dikastes of Extremity, beginning to peel apart the veiled layers of mystery.]

Different scenes flashed in Noah's mind.

As if it were a long lost dream, blurry images and scenes began to rise in his mind.

He dream of a place within the depths of the Aeonic Annals of Extremity- nay, even saying the depths was doing it a disservice as it was located towards what could be considered the very heart of the Annals of Extremity.

Here, Vitalis and Vacuous intersected.

Here, all Existential Extremity Authorities seemed to intersect.

And the dream of this place instantly became clear to Noah as if he had forgotten it this whole time.

The Archaeos Vitalis Pylos…

…!

from him as his

blinked, his eyes truly opening as Abodax at this moment as his pupils

and face…and he saw that his vision was one that saw

terms

and gravitational forces around each

even express his will through them, and he could voice something out without needing to move his lips as he simply had

scene before he affirmed that yes, he was currently Abodax, but at the same

am the Extremity of

HUUM!

visage of a Vitalis Dikastes as he moved his

and not running the risk of losing his identity, he continued to peer deeper into the weavings of this being

Vitalis Pylos in

remembered that he, a Dikastes of Extremity, was not a

he a unique

always is…could be defined by the distinction of a

else but the Legacy of

like him as their numbers did not stop

They reached…

[Fuck.]

within his own Will as this piece

Millions.

number was in the

was a saving

were many…the vast majority were in a state of Existential

as they were unique Entities who were

he was awoken from Existential

Al-Abalem- those

burned with vermillion colored flames as he uttered out a single word that arose from the blurry

[Basileus…]

WAA!

couldn't even

The Ones Above Extremity.

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