After these extensive prompts settled into his consciousness, Noah felt his existence surging with power that threatened to explode outward in visible manifestation.
His body nearly erupted with radiance that would have been impossible to conceal, but revealing such dramatic transformation to THE Dead Order would expose information better kept hidden!
He contained the eruption internally with tremendous effort, suppressing most of the display through sheer disciplined will.
But a portion still leaked despite his best efforts!
His body flashed with blue-gold brilliance as Primus Mana surged through every particle of his being with overwhelming concentration.
An aura of profound ancientness began radiating from him...not the ancientness of accumulated years but of primevality, suggesting connection to existence’s earliest moments!
The unmistakable signature of a Primordial Civilization leaked from him like light escaping through cracks in sealed vessel!
This development astonished THE Dead Order so profoundly that she rose abruptly from her white throne, her perfect composure fracturing as recognition struck with undeniable force.
Because she did not sense Order emanating from Noah to explain the presence of Primordial Civilization signature.
This was something else entirely...something she hadn’t anticipated, nor did she recognize!
How could there be a Primordial Civilization...that she djd not recognize?!
She voiced her astonishment aloud with rare display of genuine shock.
"How do you emanate the distinctive resonance of a Primordial Civilization?! You...who are you truly?!"
HUUM!
Noah couldn’t answer at this moment.
His entire focus dedicated itself to containing and directing surging power rather than leaking it wastefully or allowing it to destabilize his carefully constructed weavings.
Sigrid moved behind him with fluid grace, her body embracing him from behind as her presence helped stabilize the tumultuous transformation.
Her own connection to Order provided grounding influence, calming the wild surges!
Additional prompts bloomed as the immediate crisis began settling.
|DEVELOPMENT STATUS - PRIMORDIAL CIVILIZATION RECOGNITION|
|Your budding Primordial Civilization of Mana and Hunger has not yet reached sufficient developmental level to fully enjoy all boons and standing of mature Primordial Civilizations|
|Current Maturity: Nascent Civilization|
|HOWEVER:|
|Due to the heavy advancement of your Way that you have just achieved through comprehensive understanding, you can now access LIMITED BENEFITS of Primordial Civilization status|
|CURRENT ACCESS LEVEL: 10% of full Primordial Civilization standing and capabilities|
|This percentage will increase as your Civilization advances through systematic elevation and accumulated recognition to grander Designations.|
|IMMEDIATE BENEFIT UNLOCKED:|
|EXISTENTIAL COMMUNICATION AND PERMEATION OF THE PRIMORDIAL CIVILIZATION OF MANA AND HUNGER|
|All beings across existence comprehend and use Mana and Hunger principles instinctively because those concepts are woven into how consciousness itself operates|
|Everyone understands what Hunger means...the drive for growth, the recognition of incompleteness|
|Everyone grasps what Mana represents...fundamental energy, basic building block of sophisticated authorities|
|Across Observable Existence, all those who experience Hunger and feed their appetite for advancement...|
|All those who utilize Mana or similar energy-based authorities in any form...|
|ALL OF THEM will now feed into your Civilization automatically|
|Your Way of Existence gains passive accumulation from their actions|
|CURRENT COLLECTION RATE: 10% of potential maximum|
|These boons will begin accruing... NOW.|
BOOM!
|Perpetual Harvest cheers with immense satisfaction at your advancement of The Way!|
|All incoming harvest from Existential Communication and Permeation will be amplified perpetually by Perpetual Harvest’s inherent capabilities!|
Existential Communication. Permeation!
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