The light in this place was a dream- soft, golden, and persistent.
It threaded through the gently swirling mist and kissed the verdant shorelines with a tender gleam, casting shadows that danced slowly across the untouched sands.
"Master!"
Noah turned his head as Ruination called to him, her voice distant but clear, laced with excitement and awe. She stood near one of the three towering trees at the center of the Budding Shore, her arm gently extended toward its trunk.
He began to move toward her, each step sinking slightly into the soft, warm earth. The slight mist parted with grace as he approached the tree, its grandeur becoming more evident with every breath he took.
A single massive trunk of rich amber-brown wood spiraled upward, its bark covered in soft whorls that pulsed with a low, warm light.
The leaves were broad and sunlit gold, shimmering softly as if bathed in endless dusk. Each leaf was translucent at the edges, revealing tiny veins of glowing vitality that whispered with ancient breath of time.
A new prompt bloomed before his vision as he neared the tree.
|You have discovered the Heartwood Suntree of this Budding Shore. It will bear the Sunpetal Nectarine Wheel- a fruit in the form of a Unique Wheel of Existence that is capable of rapidly increasing the complexity of Early Lifeforms seeking to build their Towers of Origin. To allow the fruits to bloom and ripen faster, the Heartwood Suntree thrives on Early Sacred Water...|
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Heartwood Suntree! Sunpetal Nectarine Wheels of Existence! Wheels of existence that one could...eat?
Just how uniquely had the Early Creatures lived that they were eating Wheels of Existence budding from Trees?
Noah became ever curious about the Story of the Earliest Folds, and what occured after THE Living Paradox was locked away while the Creature left with all other Living Existences.
Did Early Creatures bloom thereafter? Where were they now? Where was THE Creature himself that had given its Everything?
Many questions buzzed in his mind as it seemed like his other bodies with Moiraine and Sigrid would have to get more of this story soon.
Noah’s gaze lingered back on the golden leaves of the tree, each one fluttering with a rhythm that felt synchronized to the very beat of this Early Land.
Of course the trees would be just as extraordinary as the water.
He moved closer and placed his palm on the tree’s trunk. It pulsed beneath his skin, its surface warmer than he expected. There was a quiet, humming song to it—not in sound, but in feeling. As if it recognized the hands of an Early Creature and welcomed him.
He turned, eyes narrowing on the other two trees rising in the mist.
The second tree was strikingly different. Its bark was silvery black, not reflective but dense, like starlit obsidian pressed into shape. Long needles hung from its branches instead of leaves, and each one shimmered faintly with molten streaks of red and blue, like veins of early magma woven with spirit.
As he neared, another prompt danced into view.
|You have discovered the Ironroot Vulcan Tree of this Budding Shore. Once every cycle, it sheds Ironpetal Shell Fragments- materials imbued with Early Existential Weight that can be forged into Early Armor and Weapons. The resulting creations are permanently inscribed with a resonance of your True Source, gaining unique properties based on its Alignment and Resistance. The shedding cycle accelerates drastically with proper watering of Early Sacred Water.|
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