Noah had just finished waking Temporal, Eon, and Abaddon from their involuntary slumber.
The three of them were slowly regaining awareness, their foundations stabilizing after the unconsciousness forced upon them by Naldine’s display of THE Limitless Armature.
That glorious set of bones burning with THE Proterozoic Scale!
Temporal looked confused but functional, quickly coming back.
Eon seemed disoriented, her dark eyes flickering with awareness that was entirely her own for the first time in eons. Abaddon remained ashen, his hand still pressed against the chest where his Claim of Chaos no longer resided as he worked through it.
Noah stood and turned toward Temporal, preparing to give instructions for keeping watch over the other two while he and Naldine departed for wherever this Singular Cognizance supposedly waited.
"Keep an eye on them while I am gone. Make sure they do not do anything stu-"
BOOM!
A terrifying aura erupted from Noah’s body without warning.
It felt like a heavy and suffocating force pressing outward in all directions, reality itself groaning under pressure that radiated from his finite form. The multicolored rainfall of the Pluvial Epoch seemed to part around him, unable to fall through the density now emanating from his existence.
Temporal’s eyes rolled back immediately, his ancient form crumpling to the ground before he could even process what was happening. Eon collapsed beside him, her newly restored consciousness unable to withstand the pressure now flooding from Noah’s body. Abaddon fell last, his weakened foundations offering even less resistance than the others.
"..."
All three lay unconscious again, felled by whatever had just emerged from Noah’s existence.
Naldine looked toward him with cold gaze, her singularity-dotted eyes narrowing as she sensed something she clearly recognized.
"You...are still playing with Miniature Causes? One is not enough?"
Noah rose up with expression of genuine innocence, his hands raised in gesture of denial.
"It really was not me this time."
And it truly was not.
He could sense what THE Infiniverse had just done through their unbreakable connection, perceiving the aftermath of a Cause she had initiated alongside Ruination within his domain.
THE Hadean Emergence. Three Thousand Realms of Quintessence. A complete restructuring of everything THE Infiniverse contained, transforming her from vast domain into something unprecedented.
THE Seed of Observable Existence.
He couldn’t even complain to say why not a direct jump to Observable Existence because that would be far too grand. But...
The power of this transformation flowed through him because THE Infiniverse was an extension of his Existence rather than something separate. What she became, he partially became. What she achieved, he partially achieved. This was how their connection worked.
Her restructuring had created resonance through their connection that now pressed outward from his finite form with a force overwhelming anything at THE First Scale.
He had the authority of a Seed of Observable Existence flowing through him.
His finite existence somehow held up under this pressure, his foundations refusing to rupture despite containing force that should have exceeded what beings at his Scale could manage. But he could feel all this authority pressing onto something specific within him, concentrating on his Organ of Civilization surrounded by Quintessence Infiniforce.
An unfathomable process was beginning there.
He could not yet grasp what was happening, could not perceive the full scope of the transformation initiating within his foundations. But something was changing. Something was responding to the Seed’s authority flowing through him. Something was starting that would take time to complete.
For now, he controlled the terrifying pressure leaking from his existence, pulling it back within himself through will alone. The force receded, contained once more within his finite form rather than radiating outward to flatten everything nearby.
But his mind raced with possibilities.
His power paired with the power of THE Infiniverse. The Quintessence Infiniforce he generated internally combined with the authority of a Seed of Observable Existence. Could this combination violate existence itself? Could it potentially allow him to touch those unfathomable beings at THE Second Scale?
Before he made such a heavy claim, he would need to understand more about THE Proterozoic Scale. He would need to learn the mechanisms through which Second Scale beings operated, the vulnerabilities they possessed, the methodologies they employed.
He needed information that his current knowledge simply did not contain.
And hey, he had a walking, talking encyclopedia of information right here.
He turned to Naldine and smiled brilliantly, his heavy pressure now completely contained within his existence. She had knowledge accumulated across eons of operating at heights he was only beginning to perceive.
She looked back at him with cold expression that suggested his smile did not charm her in the slightest.
"One of these days, you will be wrong. Remember my warnings then."
Her voice held certainty.
"Do not keep messing around with Miniature Causes when your power cannot control what can happen. I will repeat that as many times as I need to."
She glanced down at the unconscious forms of Temporal, Eon, and Abaddon sprawled across the recovering landscape of Jotunheim. Her expression shifted to something approaching disdain as she observed three beings who had been felled twice in rapid succession by forces they could not withstand.
"For now, let us go."
She shook her head slowly while looking at the collapsed trio.
"Weak things that keep losing consciousness from pressure alone..."
She turned around and began walking, her Second Scale presence pressing against the multicolored rainfall as she moved.
Noah let Naldine leave first, watching her Second Scale presence carve a path through the multicolored rainfall as she departed.
Then he looked down at the three bodies sprawled before him. Temporal lay with purple temporal currents still flickering weakly around his form. Eon breathed slowly, her dark hair spread across the recovering ground of Jotunheim. And Abaddon remained ashen and hollow, his chest rising and falling with breaths that no longer carried the authority of Chaos.
An illusory consciousness separated from Noah’s current body, stepping out of himself like a shadow gaining substance. This fragment of his awareness moved toward the unconscious trio and sat down beside them, cross-legged amidst the multicolored rivers still flooding Jotunheim.
He placed his hand on Abaddon’s head and reached into the foundations of what remained.
His earlier sense was confirmed. The Claim of Chaos had not simply dissipated or dissolved. It had been taken, pulled through bonds that should not have permitted such transfer, claimed by someone who had been waiting for exactly this moment of weakness.
"Emotive."
His eyes flashed with chilly light as he thought about the Broken Doll he had spared not long ago. He had slapped her across existence and knocked out her teeth.
She had now grown very ambitious.
She had taken the Claim of Chaos itself, ascending from whatever she had been before to something that would require reevaluation. The manic entity...
Noah thought of many things as his consciousness remained beside the unconscious trio. He thought about many things.
He left this consciousness here to observe and protect while the three recovered.
His main body took a step and crossed vast distances, leaving Jotunheim behind to catch up with the walking, talking encyclopedia who had slowed her pace to wait for him, even though she never looked back.
---
In THE Infiniverse.
In THE Seed of Observable Existence.

"Did you manage to pass a significant milestone?"
"Somewhat significant."
"The things around me seem increasingly complex. They are not so simple like in the past. There is not a single enemy or ruler of a domain threatening us, but a collection of beings who lived for eons, each with their own schemes of what they want in existence."
"We are just getting mixed up in them here and there, but I am riding the waves so far."
"Do not push yourself too much. I know you are pushing the others too so they can protect themselves, but take everything in strides. Focus on your farming, focus on your son."
"Maybe find me another daughter-in-law."
"Come on. Let us see how our home is changing."

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