<THE True Human Emperor>
Noah stood by the obelisk with his eyes closed, and he was also standing in a dozen other places.
His senses ran through every Provenance Sanguine Clone at once, shared fully, a single awareness wearing many titanic bodies across the breadth of THE Ymnaros, and what that awareness observed was the same short story with different scenery!
No Infinite True Lifeform stood against even a single Sanguine Blood Drop.
Not the Cenozoic ones anchoring invasion spearheads. Not the patient ones hanging back behind their stacked Pantheons. Not the desperate ones who saw the crimson gold figure arrive and threw everything they had hoarded across their long lives at it before the staff could rise!
One drop formed. One drop popped. And rivers of Infinity went silent in one region after another, armies collapsing into red, until whole stretches of THE Ymnaros held no invaders at all!
And in THE Golden Expanse, the grandest of them, his clone had done something else besides.
Through its eyes he had looked out over the cleared plains at thousands of Superpowered Lifeforms rising from their ruins. And past them, sheltered in the heart of the domain, he had seen the grand sprawling citadel that the Superpowered Lifeforms had been defending all this time, tier upon golden tier of it, and the millions of humans within its walls pressed onto every balcony and rampart to see the sky!
His clone had told all of them that he would lead them!
And as they looked up, one after another after another, and pledged themselves to him...
HUUM!
|You have increased the stability of a small localized portion of Existence. Your Provenance Essence has increased significantly in concentration.|
|Your PONDUS has increased by +.5. PONDUS: 7.5|
|You were Quintessentially true to your existence and have increased the stability of a small localized portion of Existence. Your VERITAS elevated tremendously, but has not been able to climb past the value of 10.|
...!
He had received similar prompts not long before, and he visibly felt his power increase as these ones settled, the hum in his depths thickening by a degree that his whole body registered.
But the most important thing was not the numbers. The most important thing was what his existence had communicated to him about the cause.
He had increased the stability of a localized portion of Existence!
And he could feel his existence was fortifying, and deep within him his singularity of Provenance Essence was growing larger and larger in concentration, denser and brighter.
And the growth was his to generate, but due to his actions bringing about the stability of existence itself!
Such a thing interested him greatly.
How were THE First Lifeforms connected to the stability of existence itself?
Everywhere he had ever traveled, existence ran on boundless chaos. Entropy only increased over time. Lifeforms always fought, wars churned realms into dust, and every framework ever built was a temporary argument against a disorder that always, eventually, won the argument.
And yet it seemed the earliest lifeforms, or truly the first lifeforms, became stronger by cutting against that disorder. Their power grew from their own existence generating more of themselves!
He sighed and opened his eyes, and turned to Anaximander beside him.
"Everything around THE Ymnaros is stable. We can have a moment to breathe, somewhat."


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