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…

…!

intent leaked from him as

like he had nearly lost himself as he blinked, his eyes truly opening as Abodax at

and face…and he

in terms of vibrations of

and gravitational forces around

something out without needing to move his lips as he simply had to emanate his intent

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

the Extremity of

HUUM!

of a Vitalis Dikastes as he moved his hands feely

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

Vitalis Pylos in jumbled

that he, a Dikastes of

was he

and always is…could be

of nothing else but the

as their numbers did

They reached…

[Fuck.]

out within his own Will as this

Millions.

number was

was

number of Dikastes of Extremity- even though there were many…the vast majority were in

existence was in a state of dormancy as they were unique Entities who were produced in ways that even

the first time he was awoken from

the Legacy of Al-Abalem- those who woke it from

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

[Basileus…]

WAA!

he couldn't even

The Ones Above Extremity.

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