Ruination tracked it as a cascade, the wave of authority sweeping through THE Quietus Silvanus and reaching into the millions of Gilded Ones within it, and one after another, in numbers too vast to record individually, they were emptied.
Their Infinity, the foundation of their power, torn out. Their amplified Egos, the Superbius pride and the Acedia Ego stillness and the scattered Luxuria that had been cultivated for pleasure, pulled free. Their Observable Force, their Civilizations, the full accumulated weight of their existences, extracted in the storm of the detonation!
The Third Scale beings’ defenses, formidable against any conventional assault, could not stop authority that operated beneath the level their defenses were built to address. They flared, and they failed, and their wielders were hollowed!
|Progress: 40% of citadel population stripped. 60%. 75%. 90%. The defensive capabilities of Third Scale beings are confirmed insufficient against the deployed authority. They cannot stop it. They can only experience it.|
|Final assessment of population effect: 99% of all Gilded Ones within THE Quietus Silvanus have been stripped of power, Egos, Observable Force, and Infinity. They survive as bodies reduced to raw foundation, their progression on the Scales of Existence decimated entirely.|
Ruination noted the survivors with precision.
|Survivors of full extraction: 59 Fourth Scale Gilded Ones. The authority reached them and extracted a vast portion of their Infinity, but their power remained standing. Fourth Scale standing, with its Akashic Civilizational Intent, was sufficient to resist total stripping.|
...!
Then Ruination turned her attention upward, toward her master and the man beside him.
Above the ravaged citadel, where Noah and Alexander floated wrapped in the Humilitas Ego of Infinity, the extracted power was arriving. It came up from THE Quietus Silvanus in seas!
Seas of weavings of existence, the torn records of millions of Gilded lives. Seas of golden Observable Force. Seas of Infinity, the foundational power of millions, flowing upward in shimmering currents. And the amplified Egos, the Superbius pride of countless prideful beings and the Acedia stillness of countless slothful ones and the few Luxuria Egos and other Egos, all of it rising together, all of it pulled from the millions below!
And all of it flowed to Alexander.
The man who had wanted to stop, who had given away the last treasure of his family, who had been talked back from the edge by a being who claimed to be bad at emotions, stood above a decimated citadel and received the extracted power of millions of Gilded Ones into himself, the seas of weavings pouring into him, his existence drinking in everything THE Genesis Disinheritance had torn free.
Her master had given him this at the push of a button. The decimation of those responsible for the Ordnances that had nuked their Observable Existence, and the devouring of millions’ worth of stolen power, handed to a friend who had stumbled, as a reason to stand back up.
Ruination held the full record of it as a Gilded Citadel burned with mushroom clouds of infinity.
Her master...was always so thoughtful of others.
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In THE Infiniverse, as another of his bodies nuked a citadel of Gilded Ones across the Braneworld, Noah sat beside the humanoid manifestation of THE Infiniverse on THE Early Veiled Shore.
He looked at her, and between them he waved his hand to reveal a small budding sliver of obsidian brilliance.
THE Primordial Source.
Osmontian Absolute Infinity. He had put his identity first and Absolute Infinity second, deliberately, refusing the version of Absolute Infinity that dissolved the self into a state of infinite perfection. He suspected the Infinite Lifeforms sat below that threshold, holding Infinity without crossing into the absolute state that would have taken their cognizance for perfection.
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