THE Primordial Paradox frowned at her tone, at the implicit dismissal contained within her words. He sought to rise again, gathering his Civilization of Paradox around him in preparation to force himself upward through whatever pressure held him down.
Eon simply waved her hand.
The pressure vanished, and he was able to stand.
His expression remained heavy as he observed her, still seeing boundless golden swirling misty light flowing into her form from every direction. The Observable force showed no signs of diminishing. If anything, it was accelerating, more rivers converging upon her with each passing moment.
"I really need you to explain now."
His voice emerged somber and demanding.
"Why do you feel even stronger than a Singular Cognizance at THE Second Scale when you should only be at THE First Scale?"
...!
THE Secretive Eon turned to look at him with calm and imperious bearing. She placed her hands upon her chest as if sensing her own existence, feeling the changes that the unlocking had wrought within her foundations.
"Because you and I are distinctly different."
Her words carried no apology.
"I was born made different. I tried to live like you and all others, and I failed. Because lifeforms like you, what I tried to be, do not have the capacity to influence Existence to a high enough level."
She paused, her golden eyes studying him with assessment that felt clinical.
"That part of myself has admitted this after falling prey to a fucking fungus and having to be saved by another. Which brings another problem because..."
Eon looked deeper into her existence as she spoke, her attention turning inward.
There, nestled within her foundations, she sensed something that made her frown. An irreversible and unbreakable bond with Quintessence Infiniforce existed within her, something that Osmont had placed in her eons ago in Ginnungagap. Her old self had not known about it. The connection had been subtle, hidden beneath layers of her diminished existence where her sealed perceptions could not reach.
It had entrenched itself into her existence so thoroughly that as she examined it now, she understood she could not expel it. The thing held Infinity within it, and Infinity was not something that could be removed through force alone.
Worse, this Quintessence Infiniforce was actually benefiting from her nature. She could sense her weavings, her authority, her Observable force flowing into the connection.
This would be a problem.
As she frowned at this discovery, THE Primordial Paradox maintained his heavy gaze upon her. He shook his head at answers that only generated more questions.
"What does that mean? What are you, really?"
His voice demanded truth rather than requesting it.
THE Secretive Eon turned to face him with calm that bordered on indifference.
"To understand what I am is to understand what you are."
Her golden eyes held no warmth.
"In Existence, all beings are not born equal. You are among THE Bounded Lifeforms. You and countless others. I am what is known as THE Gilded Lifeform. A different pedigree of lifeform entirely."
She let those words settle before continuing.
"My former self lied to you about my Civilization. My Civilization... is anything I wish among that which is Observable."
BOOM!
As she spoke these final words, she waved her hands to feel the heavy concentrated golden misty light of Observable continuing to flood into her form. The force responded to her gesture, swirling around her fingers as if eager to serve. She looked toward THE Primordial Paradox, who observed all of this with grim expression that could not hide his growing unease.
Eon shook her head at his obvious confusion.
"You required help with your Anchor? Sure. Here you go."
HUUM!

BOOM!

"Have your Proterozoic Scale entry as well."
HUUM!

"Hey. What the fuck is this?!"
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