Two dying Causes, coming towards them!
Noah’s expression was heavy as his mind turned through the possibilities. Why would this be happening? One possibility related to Ormarr, the Serpent had promised that they were coming. But the other...he couldn’t say for sure. Two clusters, two directions, both converging on their exact location as if the golden island had become a lodestone!
And he couldn’t even think about this in his usual terms of welcome Adversity, because this might be the type of adversity that was apocalyptic.
He was powerful. Every facet at Straif, an Intent at Ngetal, a Pantheon with absolute rulings! But he was not invincible, and the gap between those two words was where entire existences went to die. So he had to plan ahead thoroughly, and planning began with information.
He thought for a moment, and then knelt back down to his daughter’s height.
"Seo-yeon. When you think about those two dying Causes coming over...how do they make you feel?"
Seo-yeon’s small face scrunched up as she closed her eyes and reached back into the threads, her hands slowly rising to hover over her own chest as she felt them out.
"The first one..." Her voice went small. "The first one feels bad, Aba. It hurts, but it’s a mean hurt. Like it’s been hurting so long that it turned into hating. It feels heavy and cruel and, and like it wants everything else to hurt too. Like a king who is angry at everyone." She shivered!
"There are many little dying songs in that cluster, but they’re all chained to one big mean one."
Hatred and despotic emotions. A cluster of dying Causes chained to a cruel center! Noah’s eyes narrowed.
"And the second?"
"The second one is..." Seo-yeon’s brows unfurrowed, and her voice turned confused, almost wondering. "The second one hurts just as much. Maybe more! It’s so old and so tired, Aba. But it doesn’t feel mean at all. It feels like..."
She opened her eyes and looked up at her father with genuine puzzlement. "It feels like hope? It’s dying and it’s hurting and it’s rushing here so fast, and the whole time it feels...hopeful."
...!
Hope?
Why would a cursed, dying thing be surging towards them with hope?!
Noah’s brows frowned deeply as a suspicion stirred! His gaze turned briefly inward, toward the fifth Letter newly carved into his backbone, and he questioned it directly. Had PROTAGONIST done something crazy again already?
He’d had to turn off the capabilities of the Protagonist once before, when it was simply doing too much, bending circumstances, summoning conveniences, dragging narrative weight toward him like a gravity well of plot! And now that he had transcribed it into a Letter of his very Tongue...was it already so effective that cursed things were being pulled across a Dimension towards him?
He sighed.
Well. If the Letter was going to act like this, then he would at least use it properly. Information first!
His gaze rose to THE Creature and Anaximander, who were drifting over towards the golden island, one trailing white-gold through his obsidian flames, the other still rubbing his temples, and Noah utilized the Letter of THE PROTAGONIST upon them.
|THE Protagonist’s Omniscient Regard has activated. Character Sheets are being compiled for the beings within your gaze.|
|Character Sheet: THE Creature, THE Great Ruler. Designation: Existence. True Lifeform, Intent transforming to Ananke, mid-digestion. Disposition toward you: genuine friendship. Danger to you: none by will, immense by association. Motivations: To rule, to bear what must be borne, to guard his bonds, and, newly formed, to understand the inherited thing that watches. Notable thread: a deep grief regarding a brutalized other half, carried since before THE Wyld, unhealed and unspoken. Notable thread: THE Burden he carries is older than his memory of receiving it, and its previous bearer is ?????. Notable thread: potential inheritor or Descendant. Notable thread: something is aware of this Regard, and is looking back. More information on Records may be possible...|
|Character Sheet: Anaximander, THE Explorer. Designation: ?????. Scale: inapplicable. Authority: none. Threat assessment: he is exactly as dangerous as he believes he needs to be. Disposition toward you: genuine friendship, wholly without agenda. Motivations: to know. Simply, bottomlessly, to know. Notable thread: his self-declared commandments number seven, of which you have witnessed two. Notable thread: his Undefined Life Line does not merely lack definition. Something appears to have erased it. More information on Records may be possible...|

"Osmont." THE Creature landed upon the golden sands, his changed flames settling, and his flat gaze studied Noah with something adjacent to curiosity as the tail behind him buzzed. " How....did you do that, exactly?"
"Just a little trick." He turned toward the throne. "But we do have to get going, as it seems we may have company soon. Let’s pack up and go."
"I’ll have my hands full analyzing this cerebral cortex alone. Truly, it argues with me when I read it." He grinned over at Noah. "As thanks, I think you can freely keep that limb."
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