After a moment of deliberation that felt like hours, Noah looked at the terrifying woman with caution that bordered on resignation.
"I... should have some time."
Her smile grew dangerously as she nodded.
"Let me tell you about existence, Outsider. About the real existence, before definitions and categories and all the pretty boxes that later arrivals created."
She moved.
She did not walk, she simply existed in a slightly different position...closer to him, though maintaining distance that suggested respect for his obvious wariness.
"Imagine," she began, her voice taking on the cadence of ancient glory "lifeforms waking up day in and day out, harmoniously carrying out their way of existence."
She paused, letting the words settle.
"Their Way of Existence. Not chosen, not decided, simply what they were. It was natural. It was Existence. It was theirs."
Her expression grew complex, mixing nostalgia with something that might have been sorrow if Inevitabilities could truly feel such things.
"But then, at a certain point, other lifeforms appeared. The First Lifeforms...my kind, the Original Inevitabilities, simply sought to continue their Way of Existence. We consumed because that was our nature, we devoured because that was our function, we sought Everything because that was what we were."
The landscape around them seemed to respond to her words, the obsidian ground rippling with memories older than time.
"But the new lifeforms looked at us with horror. They said our Way of Existence was wrong. Horrid. Monstrous." Her voice carried no anger, only a kind of bewildered hurt. "These new lifeforms began hunting and killing the First Lifeforms as they imposed their Way of Existence. They had all these ideals for what Existence was. What Existence should be. What the Way of Existence for everyone should be."
She looked directly at Noah then, those layered eyes containing challenge and genuine curiosity.
"Tell me, Outsider. Are these New Lifeforms not terrible? Coming later, but deeming everything before them as wrong? Deciding that the Way of Existence of those who came before them was incorrect simply because... it didn’t match their preferences?"
Her smile grew dangerous as Noah remained utterly serious, his mind racing through the implications of her words.
"Inevitabilities," she continued, "simply have their Way of Existence. It is who we are, as fundamental as gravity pulling or light illuminating. Inevitabilities have been here before THE Creature. Before Early Creatures. Before Living Existences or Fold Dwellers."
She gestured to the slumbering giants around them.
"How arrogant they are. How great the ego and tyranny of these new lifeforms to look at the Way of Existence of Inevitabilities and deem it unnatural. Don’t they know how much chaos and disorder their Ways of Existence bring forth? They create rules then break them, establish order then rebel against it, define love then wage war over it."
Her expression grew genuinely sad then, an emotion that seemed wrong on features designed for inevitability rather than feeling.
"It is... disheartening."
Noah stood frozen from the weight of perspective being forcibly shifted.
He remained silent.
He looked at a terrifying Inevitability that he absolutely was not able to classify as his existence buzzed.
The timer on his traversal showed [42:18 remaining], but he wondered if he would leave this encounter intact, regardless of when he departed!
The woman...the Inevitability, waited for his response with patience that suggested she had all the time that had ever been or would ever be!
Noah considered the words of the terrifying Inevitability before him, his mind parsing through layers of meaning that challenged fundamental assumptions. After a moment of contemplation, he spoke with careful precision.
"You may be right. Inevitabilities have their Way of Existence."
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