Noah had inquired about Primordial Civilizations!
THE Dead Order regarded him with cold intensity, her expression seemingly still processing his admitted transgression against what she considered sacred principle.
Her eyes burned as if she was determining how to proceed given her inability to directly punish behavior that genuinely offended her foundations.
"If you cease the siphoning of my Order immediately, I will reveal certain information to you. Information regarding Primordial Civilizations and their fundamental distinctions from lesser frameworks. That seems...to be an equitable exchange given current circumstances."
Her tone wanted absolutely no negotiation, presenting this as reasonable compromise rather than request!
But...
At such proposition, Noah shook his head with gesture of amusement and absolute refusal.
"No. That’s not happening."
Stop the siphoning? Hah!
The very suggestion bordered on absurd given how advantageous the current arrangement proved for their development.
He elaborated with finality.
"However, you must possess considerable curiosity regarding THE Living Paradox and his recent manifestation. I will share the comprehensive details of my encounter with him...including his aims and objectives. He may have actually mentioned you specifically during our interaction, which I imagine would prove rather illuminating from your perspective..."
Not an iota of shit was mentioned regarding THE Dead Order, but it was good to fluff things up!
The mention of THE Living Paradox caused THE Dead Order to become instantly silent, her cold expression shifting towards genuine interest beneath her careful composure.
After brief contemplation, she said simply.
"Okay. That exchange I will accept."
She looked between Noah and Sigrid as if deliberately filing away his admitted desecration of Order for future consideration...placing it in mental storage rather than dwelling on something she currently lacked power to address.
"Originally, my Guiders of Order were already mobilizing toward The Lands of The Living to investigate both THE Living Paradox’s appearance and your unusual emergence. But since I have you positioned before me now, I can redirect them toward more immediately important matters."
Her expression hardened slightly with implicit threat.
"That arrangement persists until such time as I successfully cross to the other side to ensure you all cease this siphoning...should you persist in maintaining it indefinitely."
...!
Noah’s eyes flashed sharply.
There exists something THE Dead Order considers more important than addressing Sigrid and THE Living Paradox’s manifestation? What could possibly warrant higher priority than those existential concerns?
After articulating this veiled warning, THE Dead Order waved her hands.
Behind her massive form, a tremendous white throne materialized, constructed from marbled pillars of pure Order that assembled themselves.
She proceeded to seat herself upon it with regality, her figure emanating profound waves of majesty that made the surrounding conceptual space adjust to acknowledge her sovereignty.
When she spoke again, her voice was grand!
"For you to genuinely comprehend what it means when discussing Primordial Civilizations, you don’t require lengthy theoretical exposition. You simply need to experience a conversation I once shared with THE Creature himself...his words always illuminated more than any explanation ever could."
A conversation that Order had with THE Creature.
THE Dead Order smiled with an expression mixing nostalgia.
"Time doesn’t truly matter in the grand scheme of existence’s trajectory, but for specificity: this exchange occurred shortly before the completion of THE Loom. At that juncture, THE Creature had grown nostalgic regarding the distant past...The Lands of The Dead had long been established as separate domain, and he appeared before me carrying sense of profound melancholy."
Her voice shifted, taking on a quality suggesting she was channeling THE Creature’s actual words.
"He asked me: ’Why is it that with grander and grander complexity, we progressively lose the fundamental simplicity of existence itself? Do you remember the truly earliest times? When Origin first introduced herself to me with such innocent enthusiasm? When Concept emerged and made things delightfully easy to understand?"
"’ When Inevitabilities seemed like formidable monsters worthy of genuine concern rather than manageable nuisances?’"
"’Why could we not retain that same beautiful simplicity as we advanced? Why must sophistication invariably breed complications that obscure rather than illuminate?’"
HUUM!
"At that time, I was not in optimal mental state...I was still processing my own collapse. So I replied with unfortunate bluntness"
"’You happened, O Creature. You gave away your Everythings and initiated the race of Civilizations. This entire catastrophic trajectory traces back to your fundamental generosity.’"
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