Terrifying words bloomed from her as Noah’s eyes opened with astonishment.
Hunting Absolute Depth entities? The very beings he had just been contemplating, the ones whose Embodiment made them nearly impossible to truly destroy?
But she continued without pause, her voice remaining serene, almost casual, as if she were discussing something mundane rather than the systematic elimination of the most powerful beings in all of Existence!
"THE Fallout was the sword being drawn. With it, many things were unlocked, and Observable Existence was put on a path of no return. The old equilibrium is shattered. The old rules no longer apply. Someone has to rectify this before everything unravels entirely."
Her dark eyes held ancient purpose.
"All Absolutes have to die. Every single one. The final ones that will have to die are all those involved in The Oldest Paradox of Existence." She spoke the words with the calm certainty of someone stating a mathematical truth!
"THE Creature has to die. THE Living Paradox has to die. THE Primordial Chaos has to die."
She paused.
"And you, ultimately, will have to die as well. All of you lot have to die. Then, and only then, can Existence go back to normal. The Absolutes are a disease, Scale Breaker. They warp everything around them simply by existing. Observable Existence cannot heal while they remain."
The faintest smile touched her lips.
"Oh, but do not worry. I can leave you as the last one of the four to die. You would have time. Time to grow. Time to hunt. Time to make your mark on Existence before the end." Her voice remained serene, unhurried. "So, what shall it be? Will you help rectify Observable Existence? You can hunt and further grow yourself, make some astonishing feats that will be remembered for ages, and when the time comes, you can finally rest and be rid of all this."
...!
BOOM!
Noah looked at her with a sharp gaze as if to affirm she was being serious.
Her eyes never wavered. Her composure never cracked. She meant every fucking word.
She wanted THE Creature dead. She wanted THE Living Paradox dead. She wanted THE Primordial Chaos dead. And she wanted him dead as well. All of them. Every single Absolute, wiped from Existence so that Observable Existence could return to some state of normalcy that had existed before they rose to power.
It was insane.
It was audacious beyond measure!
Noah looked at her with sharp eyes. "You’re crazy."
And yet THE Secretive Eon did not even blink. Her expression remained calm, patient, as if she was simply waiting for him to process what she had said and arrive at his answer.
Noah looked at this unfathomable being, this entity who had watched THE Creature and THE Living Paradox and THE Primordial Chaos clash in Ginnungagap without intervening, who had observed his own stumbling first steps in the Primordial Genesis Shore, who had been playing games at levels he was only now beginning to perceive.
"What if in the end, I collapse you instead to be rid of all Absolutes?"
...!
Her expression did not change. Her composure did not waver. When she spoke, it was with the calm certainty of someone who had considered every possibility long before this conversation began!
"You can try." She paused as something that might have been amusement flickered in her dark eyes. "You can definitely try."
...!

"Okay. I want to kill some Absolutes."
BOOM!
Noah looked at THE Secretive Eon with a calm gaze, his eyes steady and unwavering. "But I’m not joining any camp. Working with you is fine, but I’m not under your Weavings or in your camp."
THE Secretive Eon regarded him for a moment, and amusement flickered behind her dark eyes.
"Some entities get stuck on labels and definitions that don’t really matter in the end. Camp, alliance, partnership, cooperation. They are all just words we use to describe beings moving in the same direction for a time." She turned her gaze back toward the endless expanse of the Stoa. "You can choose to look at this however you wish. Call it what makes you comfortable."
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