The endless skies of the Early Veiled Shore were painted with auroras of green, gold, and blue stretching infinitely.
They were celestial lights dancing in patterns that suggested existence itself was celebrating what was about to unfold!
Noah and Khor stood at the junction between golden sands and the obsidian-blue crystalline continent that now bore millions of singularities blooming with concentrated potential.
Each singularity pulsed with rhythmic intensity, preparing to birth entities that could potentially be the first of the many signs of a Civilization that would reshape the balance of power across Observable Existence!
In the distant skies above, Ozymandias could be seen floating grandly...his massive humanoid form shining with countless blue-gold Primus Mana Glyphs that orbited him like loyal subjects attending their sovereign. ๐๐ง๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐.๐ฌ๐ค๐ถ
He looked utterly dominating, an avatar of accumulated Hunger refined through systematic cultivation.
At such a time.
At such a pivotal moment when it was decreed that 100 Million Primus Inevitabilities of Mana and Hunger would be formed, each one possessing 100 Quintillion Complexity and Purity at baseline, Noahโs figure rose upward and began floating as he looked at the vast expanse before him with calculating eyes.
His Principles had gone all out. Perpetual Harvest had exceeded every expectation and accomplished feats that transcended what one could even fathom.
The Cheating Architect had contributed substantially.
Other components of him had done much to ensure this emergenceโs success.
What about himself? What would he contribute to this moment?
At this juncture, his figure shone with interminable glory as he proceeded to raise his hand slowly.
He allowed it to fall with deliberate motion while echoing out gloriously, his eyes releasing beams of blue gold Primus Mana that covered the areas he gazed at!
"Mana is the immensity of existence itself. All Matter, Antimatter, Dark Matter... life and energy simply originate from Mana at their most fundamental level. I hold an infinite amount of Primus Mana within my existence...a truth that defines my very existence!"
HUUM!
His voice remained calm and unshakably composed, heavy with authority.
"For the emergence of the Blades and Shields of My Primordial Civilization of Mana and Hunger... I shall impose upon this birth the Infinite Quality of my existence. The Infinite Quality of my Mana shall be woven into their fundamental architecture!"
BOOM!
His eyes blazed with conviction!
"If possible, from this emerging Hunger, let there be... Infinite Hunger."
...!
His words were terrifyingly heavy. Far too heavy!
They carried weight that made surrounding existence tremble in recognition of what was being attempted!
In the next moment, Noahโs entire existence and the distant Ozymandias above unleashed endless waves of blue-gold Primus Mana onto the lands below.
From both of them simultaneously, Civilizational Authority of Mana and Hunger descended like judgment being rendered!
Civilizational Authority.
This type of authority was unfathomably grand...representing the concentrated essence of what a Civilization truly stood for at its core.
At this moment, very few within Noahโs own framework actually held such authority.
|A glimpse of the Infinite quality of your Mana has been successfully applied to Hunger. This represents unprecedented fusion of conceptual frameworks.|
|Waves of Civilizational Authority of Mana and Hunger are being utilized as catalytic agent. A portion of the incoming harvest from Existential Communication and Permeation has been diverted from your Foundation Palisades and redirected into this emergence.|
|Infinite Hunger rises.|
|A glorious Hunger that carries a distinct shred of the quality of infinity within its fundamental architecture. All Primus Inevitabilities of Mana and Hunger shall carry this Infinite Hunger as birthright, they can hunger and hunger endlessly, devour and devour endlessly on Everything for growth.|
|Everything becomes sustenance. Everything becomes fuel for advancement. There exists no satiation point, no moment of satisfaction that halts progression. Only eternal appetite driving eternal growth.|
BOOM!
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