Noah continued, plucking each Tender with the same care, and each one underwent the same transformation.
Silver white humanoids with simple expressions adorned in farmer’s overalls.
Twenty-seven became a force that could tend not just to a Shore but to the concept of growth itself. They arranged themselves in neat rows as he worked, their eyes shining with the particular brightness of purpose recognized and enhanced.
"Help me harvest everything," Noah instructed them, his voice carrying the gentle authority of someone who knew his requests would be fulfilled with joy. "Store some in the Sacred Totems for preservation. Everything else goes to the center of the Shore for all to partake."
The Tenders moved with synchronized grace that transcended training...this was instinct elevated to art. Their backs formed baskets that seemed to exist in more space than they occupied, allowing them to carry impossible amounts without strain. Their hands, as they touched each plant, each fruit, each herb, somehow left the sources stronger even while harvesting from them.
Effort flowed through them too, and it recieved the same boons!
They moved through the plots with efficiency that looked like dance, their movements creating patterns that themselves encouraged growth. Where they stepped, the soil became richer. Where they reached, plants yearned to provide their best yields. The Shore itself seemed to celebrate their presence, recognizing them as part of its fundamental nature.
As harvested wonders began accumulating at the Shore’s center, beings gathered with anticipation that transcended simple hunger. This was advancement made tangible, growth made consumable.
Noah stood at the heart of this activity, closing his eyes to take it all in. Not just the external celebration, but the internal transformation. He turned his perception inward, examining what he had become!
[Noah Osmont - The Early Creature(52,355 Drops of Blood]
Complexity Quotient: 52,847,293,152
Purity Quotient: 52,847,293,152
Glyphs:
- The Creature’s First Lesson
Sacred Tool(s)
- The Goad
Sacred Totems Constructed: 37
Parts of Heart:
- First Part: Ventryalis – The Primal Root Atrium of Echoes Complete
- Second Part: Oruvian Shardveil – The Arterial Convergence Core Complete
- Third Part: Myokelum Primus – The Living Pump of Trembling Flow 3% Complete
Total Collective Resistances: 1,103%
Shore Features:
- 37 Sacred Totems
- Primordial Excavation Depths
- 9 Matured Early Sacred Trees
- Complete Sacred Herb Garden
- 27 Enhanced Tenders
- Seed of Inevitability (Approaching Bloom)
- Seed of Perpetual Harvest (Active, planted)
- Marine Lifeform Aquarium (Expanding)
- Abode of the Early Creature
Honarable Entanglement Mentions
- THE Living Order (Sigrid) - Awakening
- Moiraine: Arch Living Existence
- Infinite Early Osmontian Shore (Infiniverse)
- Early Living Ruin (Ruination)
- The Peacemaker
- The Great Usurper
- Titano
- Duke Whisker
- Duke Gwendolyn
- Duke Diviticus
- Early Connections (Khor, First Farmer, Heidrun, Yoshinami)
|Synchronizing with the Seed of the Principle of Perpetual Harvest...|
|Integration at 25%... 50%... 75%...|
HUUM!
The world around him shifted perceptually!
He could suddenly see the effort in everything. The trees straining toward light were making effort. The sand accepting footprints was making effort. Even the air, moving to fill spaces, was engaged in work that deserved recognition!
It was unfathomably glorious!
|Formation complete!|
|Early Living Existential Seed Glyph - Principle of Perpetual Harvest: FORGED|
|Access level: 1% of Principle’s authority|
|All capabilities of Perpetual Harvest now available|
...!
All the glorious capabilities that thr Infiniverse had just been able to utilize also became his!
The Glyph settled into place on his forehead...not replacing The Creature’s First Lesson but complementing it, creating a harmony of purposes that resonated through his being.
He could feel the capabilities flowing through him: the ability to grant Harvest Festival Endowments, to create Perpetual Growth Fields, to ensure that effort would always yield something.
Without hesitation, he turned this power upon himself because...why the hell not?!
He loved abusing abilities the most!
"Upon myself, the Harvest Festival Endowment shall bloom."
...!
Oh!
From thr depths of his existence....
|The Weavings of Cheats dance with glee!|

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