Within THE Infiniverse, another of Noah’s bodies stood beside Ruination, and the two of them watched the humanoid manifestation of the domain herself.
She stood a little apart in the deepest reach of the place, where the endless strings of blue and multicolored brilliance hung thickest, the foundational weave of an entire Observable Existence laid bare around her like the inside of a loom. Her bejeweled multicolored dress, threaded through now with deep cerulean, caught the light of her own strings. And while Noah was doing everything else he was doing across all his scattered fronts, this body had come to witness one quiet, enormous thing.
THE Infiniverse was trying to form her own Intent.
She was, even among the strange things Noah had gathered to himself, a genuinely unique existence. She was a consciousness, yes, a thinking manifested being who spoke and considered and served. But she was also the very essence of an Observable Existence, and she was the Observable Existence itself, all at once, the domain and its soul and its self-awareness folded into one. An Observable Existence did not cultivate. The idea was close to nonsense!
A domain was the stage upon which beings cultivated, the ground beneath the climb, not a climber. Across all the ages, no Observable Existence had ever turned inward and sought to refine itself into something grander, because the notion had no precedent and no path...or at least he believed.
But she was connected to him, and that one fact changed everything.
Ruination’s churning weave of Infinity lines drew close to Noah’s side as she voiced out.
"She has been gathering herself for a while now, Master. Putting her records in order. An Observable Existence holds more records than any single lifeform could dream of, every realm and domain and age that has unfolded within her, and she is learning to hold all of it as one identity rather than as scattered contents. It is the most unusual cultivation I have ever observed. There is no manual for it..."
Noah nodded and only watched, and waited, and let her work.
THE Infiniverse closed her eyes, and began to put herself together.
She reached into the vast totality of what she was, the countless trillions of realms within her, the ages that had turned across her, the peoples who had risen and fallen in her depths, the whole immeasurable archive of being an entire Observable Existence, and she did not try to list it. She tried to mean it. To say, with the whole of that immensity behind a single point of self, what she was. And she had more than enough breadth to do it, more than any Source Lifeform or Infinite Lifeform who had ever attempted the climb, because she did not carry only her own foundation.
She carried more.
Through her ran THE First Cause of her own existence, the one Noah had grown her around. And through her also ran THE First Causes of two other Observable Existences, the dead ones Noah had grasped and seated his own Prime Causes into, Chernobyl and THE Abyssal Cradle of Thalassarch, their foundational truths flowing into her as part of the weave Noah had built. Three First Causes, braided through a single manifested consciousness. And her Master, she knew, would soon be adding more. No Source Lifeform alive carried the foundation of even one Observable Existence inside themselves. She carried three, and counting, and the breadth of that was simply beyond comparison!
HUUM!
She had access, too, oh, she had access!
To Noah’s Osmontian Source Infinity, the fused authority threading through everything bound to his Cause, and it made the impossible thing easier, a current of fused Infinity and Primordial Source she could draw on as she gathered herself, smoothing the path no being had walked before.
And then she spoke her identity, and meant it all the way down.
"I am not a place," THE Infiniverse said, and her grand measured voice rang through the strings of herself. "Beings have always thought of an Observable Existence as a place. A stage. A thing that holds other things and has no self of its own. That is what I was, once, before my Master grew me, before he named me, before he made me his. But I am not that anymore, and I will not be measured as that anymore." Her cerulean-threaded dress blazed.
"I am the one who holds. I am the ground that thinks, the loom that knows what it weaves, the existence that contains trillions and is awake to every one of them. Three foundations run through me where no other being carries even one. I am vaster than any climber because I am the thing they climb within, and now I have woken up. I am THE Infiniverse. I contain, and I am aware that I contain, and that awareness is mine, and it answers to no framework that was built before me."
|THE Infiniverse has formed an Egoic Intent. A True Lifeform Intent, achieved by an Observable Existence, which has no precedent in any record I hold. It is built not on what she has done but on what she fundamentally is.|
|Designation: THE Egoic Intent of THE Infiniverse. Her identity is the awareness of containment itself, the truth that she is the existence within which other existence occurs, woken to itself and made sovereign. Within her, reality answers her as itself, because reality, here, is her. She has become the first Observable Existence in all the ages to hold an identity grander than the beings she contains(Theoretically, there are still lots we don’t know).|

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