THE Primordial Paradox smiled at her departure before his attention shifted.
He gazed with something approaching sadness toward Abaddon, whose body had begun to drift listlessly upon the multicolored sea. The currents of the Pluvial Epoch carried him away from the citadel, away from the others, away from everything that had once defined his existence as one of the most significant beings in Observable Existence.
Chaos was gone.
What remained was merely flesh that had forgotten how to care about its own continuation.
THE Primordial Paradox nodded toward Amser Modred, who remained drenched in multicolored rain where he had risen from the seas.
Acknowledgment passed between them before THE Primordial Paradox disappeared as well, his obsidian form folding away through spaces!
Amser Modred observed the body of Abaddon floating away on the transformed waters.
He shook his head and released a frustrated sigh, temporal authority rippling around him in response to his emotional state.
Everything was changing too quickly. Alliances formed and dissolved. Powers shifted between beings who had held them for eons. The stability that had governed Observable Existence was crumbling, and new configurations were emerging that would reshape everything.
His eyes burned with temporal determination as epiphany crystallized within his awareness.
"Everyone’s path is different. The time it takes...is different."
He spoke aloud to no one but himself.
"Someone like Osmont can advance at a fraction of time compared to others because he possesses Infinity. Time dilates around those who hold endless potential, compressing what should require eons into what occurs within moments. The temporal advancements bend around his existence like... light bending around a star."
His form began to shimmer with temporal authority gathering into configurations he had never attempted before.
"And now this Infinity is shared with many. Will the time it took to advance infinitely not be cut short? If Bounded Countable Infinity flows through my foundations, does time not become malleable in ways it was not before?"
Rivers of temporal energy coalesced around his figure, ancient currents responding to revelations forming within his consciousness.
"Temporal Infinities. Infinite time. These are...They are methodologies I can employ."
His eyes blazed brighter as the truth settled into his foundations.
"My Anchor is established across time rather than within a single moment. I will seek it not in the present but across all moments simultaneously. I have sought it across time already. I should have obtained it across time. The seeking and the obtaining, the past and the future, they...are the same when time becomes infinite."
BOOM!
With such words, Amser Modred disappeared into a temporal multicolored river that commenced extending infinitely across Jotunheim and beyond!
The current stretched through moments that had already occurred and moments that had not yet arrived, reaching into temporal configurations that defied linear understanding. It spread beyond Jotunheim’s boundaries into the greater expanse of Observable Existence, carrying THE Living Temporal toward a Civilizational Anchor established not within time but across it!
His paradoxical pursuit had commenced.
And time itself would determine whether his epiphany held truth or merely the comfortable lie of a being desperate to believe advancement remained possible.
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Abaddon floated listlessly upon the seas caused by the Pluvial Epoch of Existential Infinity.



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