The chorus and melody continued repeating in the surroundings as these events unfolded with existential significance.
Khor took his hand, her diminutive figure smiling with mixture of gratitude and fierce anticipation.
She actually floated upward and climbed to sit down on Noah’s right armored shoulder, her presence there feeling natural despite the absurdity of The First Hunger riding upon an Early Creature’s shoulder.
The two of them also moved toward the portal with synchronized purpose.
"Did you think the harvest wouldn’t come again?
Did you think the harvest wouldn’t come again?"
It was glorious moment.
It was terrifying occasion.
And at this moment, across existence... many things were changing.
---
In the Transcendent Origin Folds.
Above where Aeternitas Concordia used to be.
The scene that unfolded would have been incomprehensible mere days ago.
Above the white gold space...
A few thousand massive Primus Inevitabilities of Mana and Hunger materialized with synchronized precision...their obsidian-blue-and-gold armored forms descending from dimensional tears that crackled with spatial authority.
The Living Origins in the surroundings, who had been rebuilding Concordia while systematically erasing any Dead Existences that attempted revival, looked up with shock.
And they began to hear it.
A harmony. A chorus singing with the descent of these unknown entities!
"These are the weapons existence created,
Born from pressure that could not be contained..."
The melody accompanied their arrival like a soundtrack to an existential event, and the Primus Inevitabilities waved their hands with synchronized motion to allow hundreds of thousands of Sparks of The Way of Mana to flow outward.
The Sparks surrounded Living Origins like twinkling stars...each one carrying invitation to join the Primordial Civilization of Mana and Hunger.
With the terrifying level of power and aura these entities portrayed, each one radiating 100 Quintillion Complexity and Purity, and how they silently looked upon the Living Origins with crimson eyes...
Regardless if they were Dukes, Honored Living Origins, Royal Living Origins, or mere Fold Dwellers, all of them felt tremor in their existence.
Fear. Recognition.
They reached out to grab these Sparks.
What choice did they have? When beings of such overwhelming power offered opportunity rather than destruction?
The Primus Inevitabilities were that terrifying. That compelling.
"Why couldn’t things be left alone?
Why couldn’t existence remain free?"
---
In the Transcendent Law Folds.
The Heart of Law.
An expanse of silver-white citadel stretched out many Gigaparsecs in size.
They wwre architectural marvels that defied understanding.
Billions of Living Laws dwelled within its structured boundaries, countless Transcendent Wheels of Existence orbited in perfect formation, and just an overabundance of ordered life proliferated throughout.
At this moment, Malphas in his devilish butler form walked alongside Alexander Asmodeus and Seraphina Valorheart.
They had just arrived before a procession of multiple Dukes of Living Law who were looking at Seraphina with excitement.
They could sense an extremely pure aura of Law around her!
She had already sent word back that she and Alexander had actually met with a Remnant Will of THE Living Law themselves!
How grand were the Living Laws about to become from here on out? How great would their progress be into the secrets of THE Loom?
As they were contemplating these possibilities with eager anticipation...
"Now blades are echoing across the void..."
In such grand place filled with structured magnificence, thousands of the Primus Inevitabilities manifested grandly above the Heart of Law itself.
Each one burned with terrifying presence of 100 Quintillion Complexity and Purity...power that exceeded anything the Living Laws had witnessed in their carefully ordered existence.
"Now vast swathes will bleed with mana and hunger,
You asked for weapons, you forged them in pain..."
These entities possessed power that made her recent inheritance from THE Living Law seem modest by comparison.
His Scales of Law pulsed with readings that made no logical sense...beings that powerful shouldn’t exist outside THE Loom, especially in auch large numbers as...there seemed to be thousands of such beings here?

The entity instantly floated down and transformed itself into suit of armor around Malphas, tentacles weaving through his existing form to create Civilizational Armor.
"Did you think the harvest wouldn’t come again?"
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