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…

…!

leaked from him

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

singular ones on the chest and face…and he saw that his vision was one that saw reality

in terms

gravitational

will through them, and he could voice something out without needing to move his lips as he simply had to emanate his intent outwards and allow it to dance on the countless vibrations of intents that made up

he affirmed that yes,

am the Extremity

HUUM!

as he moved his hands feely and

who he was and not running the risk of losing his identity, he continued to peer deeper into the

Archaeos Vitalis Pylos in

that he, a Dikastes of Extremity, was not a

he a unique

be defined

of nothing else but

were many like him as their numbers did not stop in the mere hundreds or

They reached…

[Fuck.]

Will as this

Millions.

number was in

was a saving

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

was in a state of dormancy as they were unique Entities who were

to, it was the first time he was awoken

Al-Abalem- those who

colored flames as he uttered out a single word

[Basileus…]

WAA!

he couldn't even

The Ones Above Extremity.

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