2929 Alteration! I

The Eons of history were endlessly vast and filled with many names that rose and fell.

Very few ever managed to etch their names in eons of History- to be remembered and even remain moving to this day.

The Legacy of Archimedes was one such name that would forever be etched over the eons.

His Legacy…

Archon Basileus Al-Abalem had sharp eyes as he thought about his Legacy that was neither strong nor weak.

He wasn't in charge of some small and weak Existential Domain. He had climbed up the ranks until he was appointed to these Existential Domains of beginnings and endings as his collection of Fruits of Existence was immense!

But unlike some Legacies he looked at from afar, he didn't oversee multiple Existential Domains.

He wasn't even close to the center of power of this endless Existential Omniverse as he was just standing at the rungs of it!

Like all Legacies, he wished to climb up.

He wished for greater glory and honor- to make his existence even more distinguished.

So he bid his time and amassed droves of Fruits of Existence. He carefully chose his targets and was not yet ready to act!

But this Corrupted Seed…this Osmont…

But this Corrupted Seed…this Osmont…

The gaze of Archon Basileus Al-Abalem was filled with a chilling light as he observed the flow of Fruits of Existence, his voice coming out on magnetizing droves.

Seed to an Overseer?

…!

radiated

the chance to crumple this

expressed his intent, within these very same Archaeos Vitalis

looking at the center of

book- the brilliance of the Codex

[...]

sharp as she looked at

phenomenon thoughtfully.

without reason as for it to

the white clouds

the lands beneath it- into the domains where Mors

My expectations only

…!

words as she only let them remain as passing thoughts, thinking of the figure of the man

was thinking

Pylos experienced this phenomenon, they weren't the

Vacuous Pylos, a dark shrouded visage of the Archon Basileus Ignatius looked up

he was paying it nonetheless. He was also connected

of Fruits of Existence as he knew

how the next few days of Mors Apokalypsis would

First

compared to the start of this day, with his Records nearly being

had been made. Alterations were carried out to ensure within

weaving of Existence, Records, and Extremes occurring next were too intricate and complex for your current self to bypass, and thus, the direction of your Unrecorded Fable could no longer be

the Second Day of Mors Apokalypsis, you could

…!

flowed smoothly into Noah's mind as his eyes shone

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