All seven at once!
Not one at a time, not gradually building up to the full set, but all seven simultaneously.
At five hundred billion each in Complexity and Purity, it was a cost of 3.5 trillion total…numbers that would have dissolved most existences just from proximity to such quantities.
It was truly a heavy cost that an Honored or Royal Living Existence would never pay as it represented nearly all of their power- especially if they were seeking to attain 10 Trillion that was the marker for Dukes!
Yet he would pay such a cost easily. Had already decided to pay it. Was already paying it!
Because no fucking Royal Living Existences or Honored Living Existences could compare to him.
BOOM!
The phenomenon that erupted across the Early Veiled Shore defied description in any language that hadn't been invented specifically to describe it!
Green-gold clouds that had no business existing in this controlled space suddenly covered everything, rolling across the golden sands like a storm of possibility.
They weren't mere vapor but condensed potential, each droplet within them containing enough power to elevate mere humans to Foldless Ones!
And as the forging began, as reality itself held its breath to witness what was about to occur, Noah spoke a single name without opening his eyes.
"Infiniverse."
HUUM!
The address carried weight beyond the simple utterance of a name. She had been the first to unearth the Failed Seed.
She had provided the perpetual force that allowed Perpetual Harvest to finally bloom after eons of patient failure. Without her, this Principle would still be a dream deferred, a possibility postponed.
She had her own Seed Glyph of the Principle of Perpetual Harvest. And now, with his ten percent access to the Principle, so did she!
She could endow herself, could accumulate trillions of complexity through her own actions, or she could listen to his guidance on whom to elevate.
At this moment, in perfect synchronization that suggested rehearsal despite being spontaneous, both Noah and the Infiniverse began forging the Seed Glyphs of the Principle of Perpetual Harvest!
The fourth Glyph chose his chest, directly over his heart, pulsing in time with that impossible organ's rhythm.
The fifth claimed his back, between shoulder blades that had carried burdens that shouldn't have been bearable!
The sixth materialized on his right shoulder, while the seventh completed the set on his left.
But that was only seven. The full complement was ten, and as the eighth, ninth, and tenth Glyphs formed- one on each foot and one at the base of his spine, and his entire form became a constellation of impossible marks!
The Infiniverse experienced her own transformation in parallel. Her Glyphs formed in different patterns, each one choosing a location that resonated with her nature as a living Osmontian given form.
One appeared where her third eye might be, another at her throat where words became reality, others scattered across her form in patterns that suggested fold charts of futures not yet decided.
HUUM!
Their bodies, suffused by the light of ten Seed Glyphs each, became something beyond radiant.
They existed more intensely, their presence pressing against reality with weight that made existence itself acknowledge their significance!
The green-gold light that emanated from the Glyphs was akin to revelation, showing not what was but what could be, what would be, what must be… given sufficient effort.
The prompts that cascaded before Noah's vision came in waves.
|Forging initiated: 7 Early Living Existential Seed Glyphs|
|Cost being deducted: 3,500,000,000,000 Complexity and Purity|
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