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…

…!

booming intent leaked from him as his existence

he blinked, his eyes truly

chest and face…and he

terms of vibrations of

intermixing and gravitational forces

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

to see this scene before he affirmed that yes, he was currently

am the Extremity of

HUUM!

a Vitalis Dikastes as he

the risk of losing his identity, he continued to peer deeper into the weavings of this being he now

the Archaeos Vitalis

a Dikastes of Extremity, was not a lone

he

was and always is…could be defined

nothing else but the

like him as their numbers did not stop in the mere

They reached…

[Fuck.]

his own Will as this piece of

Millions.

number was in

was a

Extremity- even though there were many…the vast majority were in a state

dormancy as they were unique Entities who

the first time he was awoken from Existential Hibernation as his

the Legacy of Al-Abalem-

vermillion colored flames as he uttered out a

[Basileus…]

WAA!

he couldn't even gaze

The Ones Above Extremity.

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