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Chapter 5059: What Are You? I
Noah read the prompts as they integrated into his awareness, each one painting a fuller picture of who Beowulf actually was beneath that intimidating armored exterior. A being who had sacrificed so much for power that he could no longer experience simple pleasures. A being whose advancement depended on others rather than his own capabilities. A being whose rage masked insecurities that would have been pathetic if they were not so dangerous.
And while Noah absorbed this information, he was weakening Beowulf without that being’s knowledge.
Every Singularity that flowed from the Primordial Architect into Noah represented something being lost. Not enough to notice immediately, perhaps not enough to notice for a while, but the extraction was occurring nonetheless. Beowulf was becoming lesser while Noah was becoming greater, and the Primordial Architect had no idea this transaction was taking place.
It would be even easier for him in this battle if he could stall for somewhat longer.
So he continued.
"Your Civilizational Anchor is fascinating, Beowulf. ’I am the weapon. The weapon is me.’ Such absolute declarations, yet they contain such obvious vulnerabilities."
Noah watched as the armored figure stiffened at words that should have been impossible for anyone outside his own existence to know.
"You did not forge your Proterozoic Bone yourself. You required Horus to provide methodology... For all your bluster about Armed Existence, you could not even arm yourself without assistance."
The rage radiating from Beowulf intensified to levels that pressed against everything within range!
"And then there is the matter of your limitations."
Noah’s voice became almost conversational in its cruelty.
"Beowulf, the grand Primordial Armor, actually feels insecure that your Civilization and nature make it so you cannot procreate or enjoy carnal pleasures. So you simply like to watch other lifeforms enjoy carnal pleasures every now and then."
He paused to let those words sink in.
"Is this part of why you are so angry? I can speak more about this and other things for all of Observable Existence to hear, or you can do what I asked and sit the fuck back for a second."
His eyes met the invisible gaze behind that armored helm.
"Can you do that? I need to check on something else first, and then we can continue."
HUUM!
His words were heavy and terrifying, declarations that should have been impossible, revelations that should have remained hidden for eternity. Behind the armored head of Beowulf, invisible eyes burned with unfathomable light of rage that pressed against the boundaries of what that form could contain.
But Beowulf raised his hammer and held it still.
He stared at Noah with menace that promised violence beyond imagination. His aura continued spreading through the surroundings, placing everything in the nearby gigaparsecs under his control, establishing dominance over the battlefield in preparation for the moment when he would no longer be constrained. His rage did not diminish. His hatred did not lessen.
But for now, he did not make a move against Noah.
Shockingly, he gave that second.
And in that second, Noah could stretch it toward Infinity.
He closed his eyes calmly as he grasped his Spear of Civilization, its crystalline shaft humming against his palm with authority that had just deflected a Proterozoic attack. He focused on his Quintessence Infiniforce, on the portions of it that continued to act as pathways for obscene amounts of Observable force flooding into his existence. He traced those pathways back toward their source, linked his existence through them, and called out.
"O Secretive Eon."
HUUM!
His voice was heavy with authority that pressed through the Quintessence Infiniforce connection.
Nothing happened for a moment.
He was about to call again when the pathways began to illuminate with golden light that eclipsed even the Observable force flowing through them. The portion of his existence he sent through those pathways was met with another presence, and they both disappeared into a single instant of Infinity.
His vision changed.
Part of his consciousness found itself moving between endless weavings of Observable, traveling through channels that existed outside normal space, passing through barriers that should have been impenetrable. The journey lasted no time at all and an eternity simultaneously, the paradox of Infinity making both statements equally true.
He appeared in a place that defied easy expectation.
|Domain Entry: Isolated Sanctuary between Observable and Unobservable.|
|Unobservable Boundary Pressure is active. All unauthorized existences experience foundational strain within this zone.|
|Immunity Triggered: Quintessence Infiniforce has granted temporary authorization.|
An illusory version of his body materialized within an isolated domain that measured only a mile in diameter. Green grass covered the ground in vibrant carpets that should not have existed given the swirling Unobservable weavings pressing against the domain’s boundaries. A simple white hut stood at the center, humble and unremarkable.
This was a sanctuary hidden between Observable and Unobservable!
Noah observed THE Primordial Paradox first.
|Entity Detected: THE Primordial Paradox.|
|Status: Frozen.|
|Current Scale: THE Proterozoic Scale - Rhyacian Tier.|
|Status Effect ’Temporal Suspension’ is active.Target cannot act, perceive, or respond until effect is lifted by source.|
Ruination became much more active with information as far too much force of Observable weavings of existence flooded him, giving him an influx of everything!
His former master stood nearby, but something was profoundly wrong with his positioning.
He appeared frozen in place, his obsidian titanic form locked in a posture. Yet his aura radiated profound power that declared his achievement of THE Second Scale with authority that could not be mistaken.
THE Primordial Paradox had achieved THE Proterozoic Scale.
And he was frozen?
Noah frowned at this impossibility before turning his attention to the one responsible.
|Entity Detected: THE Secretive Eon.|
|Status: Unknown.|
|Warning: Entity classification cannot be determined.|
THE Secretive Eon stood at the center of the domain, and the moment Noah observed her, his mind began cataloging details.
|Civilization Activation Detected: Unknown Civilization.|
|Observable Dominion is active. All Observable force within range is being redirected toward source entity.|
Her eyes radiated endless gold rather than the dark irises she had possessed.
Radiant golden tattoos rolled from her neck down to her chest in configurations that told stories in languages predating speech.
Upon her wrists, golden bands shining with contained authority had formed.
Her posture had changed entirely from what he remembered.
Where before she had carried herself with the cold calculation of someone who had experienced wonder, now she bore herself with the cold supremacy of someone who had never needed to plan anything at all. The difference was subtle but unmistakable.
Her shoulders held no tension. Her stance contained no preparation for threat. She existed in a state of absolute certainty that nothing around her could pose genuine danger.
She looked at him as a queen might look at a peasant who had wandered into her throne room.
|Observable Force Flow Analysis:|
|Direction: All vectors pointing toward THE Secretive Eon.|
|Volume: Exceeds measurable parameters.|
|Absorption Rate: 100% efficiency.|
|Conclusion: Entity is not cultivating. Entity is restoring to come previous unknown state.|
Golden misty light of Observable continued flowing into her form from every direction, rivers of force that exceeded anything he had witnessed even during his own transformations.
The volume was staggering. The concentration was beyond what should have been possible for any container to hold. Yet she absorbed it without strain, without effort, without any indication that she was doing anything remarkable at all.
Noah assembled these observations into conclusions that formed with uncomfortable clarity.
He could see the evidence of transformation.
But the fundamental question remained beyond his capacity to determine.
Noah looked at her directly, his illusory form standing before her actual presence with posture that refused to show deference regardless of what she had become.
Other questions he could infer answers to through observation and deduction.
But one question remained that he could not answer through inference alone.
"What...are you?"
His voice emerged steady and demanding, filtering no confusion, displaying no uncertainty.
Other things he could determine. But what exactly was Eon?