Noah listened to her words with the attention they deserved.
Her story was not what he had expected. Pride and foolishness and the desire to experience something beyond the role she had been assigned, these were motivations he could understand even if he could not entirely relate to them. She had made herself lesser because being greater felt unearned. She had suffered because she refused to admit that her experiment had failed.
He could respect that, even as he refused to follow her advice.
"Where I grew up, there was a private school near the public school I attended."
His voice emerged with calm that matched her earlier composure.
"Vastly different institutions. The private school had uniforms and gates and parents who drove expensive vehicles. The public school had metal detectors and overcrowded classrooms and teachers who had stopped caring years before I arrived."
He observed her expression shift into curiosity at his unexpected response.
"Some days during lunch, I would walk to a park that sat between these two vastly different worlds. And in that park, I befriended a girl from the private school. She was beautiful, intelligent, and kind in ways that suggested she did not realize how different our circumstances actually were."
Noahโs illusory form shifted slightly, memories he had not accessed in what felt like eternities surfacing with clarity that surprised him.
"When her friends found out about our friendship, they cornered me. They told me the two of us were in different worlds. They said I needed to stop pushing myself around her, that she was just being nice to someone as little as me. She was far above. I was below."
His eyes met Eonโs golden gaze with defiance that had not diminished since childhood.
"Tell me, do you think I stopped seeing that girl?"
He did not wait for her to answer.
"She was a baddie. And I never stopped seeing her until she went abroad. She was supposed to be out of my league. Everyone told me so. Her friends told me so. Her parents eventually told me so. I did not care."
His smile held the tyranny that had defined him since before he understood what tyranny meant.
"So tell me, what do you think I will do in this situation?"
...!
His words were grand, declarations that refused to acknowledge the hierarchies being described to him!
Eon looked at him calmly again. She did not reply to his story, did not attempt to explain why his analogy was flawed, did not point out that the consequences of defying Existential Designations were somewhat different than the consequences of defying private school social hierarchies.
She simply observed him as one might observe a specimen confirming expected behavior.
Noah looked at her as another question formed in his awareness.
"As a Gilded Lifeform, why is so much Observable force flowing into you? You seem to have so much that my weavings inside of you cannot help but transmit it over."
Eonโs expression shifted into something approaching patience.
"THE Gilded are blessed and nurtured by all that which is Observable."
Her voice held the tone of someone explaining fundamentals to those who had never been permitted to learn them.
"Contextually not infinite, but all Gilded have access freely to an almost endless amount of Observable force. Traversing the lower Scales of Vakochevโs Existence is easier for us. All THE Bounded never gaze upon anything past Proterozoic."
She looked at him with directness that permitted no misunderstanding.
"You...will never gaze upon anything past Proterozoic."
|Advancement limitation confirmed for Bounded Lifeforms.|
|Maximum ceiling: THE Proterozoic Scale.|
"THE Gilded can progress past THE Second Scale with time. It is simply how we were born. Access to Observable is merely one of the perks."
"We interact with the Scales differently. We have resistance to Infinity and much more unlike what any Bounded can imagine. I am telling you all of this, but it seems worthless as it does not seem like you will change your path."

"If I have gotten my hooks on one of the perks of THE Gilded through you, why should I let go?"
"I want to enjoy what you are enjoying."
"Had you not helped my foolish past self with that fungus, I may have forced you to do what I am saying."
"As a thank you, I will not. But my choice to thank you this way can also be considered your catastrophe, as I know what it will bring for you in the future."
"You have made your choice. I will not go back and forth on it with you. Just be ready."
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