The endless blue sea of mana was his cradle, the birthplace of his new existence.
Noah rose from its gentle, liquid embrace, a being reforged in a crucible of corruption and impossible cheats.
He breathed in the pure, unadulterated potential. He stretched, and the very fabric of this internal, timeless space seemed to stretch with him, a testament to the sheer, overwhelming power that was now his baseline.
He felt... complete.
The jagged edges of his desperate, chaotic growth had been smoothed, integrated, and optimized.
He was a weapon that had been taken apart, cleaned, and reassembled.
And the one who had aided in the architect of his new self, now floated before him, a beautiful, terrible, and utterly loyal wonder.
The crimson-blue figure of RUIN/EDEN watched him, her expression a perfect, serene mask of analytical observation.
As he continued to acclimate, to test the limits of his new form, her voice, a symphony of logic and ruin, echoed in his mind.
|My capabilities extend beyond mere system management, Master.|
|I can now tap into the weavings of existence of all those who have sworn fealty to you, allowing me to collect and analyze a constant stream of real-time data from across the Folds.|
|There is, however, one exception. The subject, Khor, has proven to be an existence of such profound and ancient complexity that any attempt to directly access her weavings would be... inadvisable. Unless she grants her own permission, she remains a variable I can only observe from the outside.|
|My own analytical functions are... considerable. As I am intrinsically linked to [The Principle of the Cheating Architect], I flow with the grandeur of a Principle myself. I have already begun a comprehensive study and analysis of all known systems of power...Glyphs, the Heart, Haki, and all others. My objective is to determine if a sublimation of these systems, a grand unified theory of power, is possible. Or if there are other potentially better methodologies.|
HUUM!
Noah paused in his stretching, a slow, appreciative smile spreading across his face.
"I have to continue redefining just how great you are the more you tell me about yourself."
RUIN/EDEN’s illusory form bowed, a gesture of perfect, robotic grace that was somehow filled with a likable, almost warm, personality of Ruination.
|Your praise is a valuable data point, Master. It will be integrated into my operational parameters.|
|Regarding my nature, it is important to note that other existences will not be able to observe me unless I wish them to. I exist along the same conceptual lines as your thoughts, visible to you alone. This is also the reason I have the capability to project a sliver of my consciousness across the Folds.|
|Many things are possible with [Architect’s Eye]. So long as any weavings of your own existence or those under you are present in a location, I can project a non-corporeal sensory projection to obtain data and analyze events in real-time.|
|I have also begun a full-spectrum analysis of all known authorities, placing a particular focus on the eleven Living Existential Authorities and the methodologies required to manipulate them.|
As she spoke, Noah looked down at his own body.
In a flash of intuitive understanding, a consequence of his new, integrated existence, he saw it.
Erupting from his skin were faint, shimmering flames of a dozen different colors. The serene, white-gold of Order. The cold, silver white of Law. The chaotic, vibrant rainbow of Emotive. The cool, ethereal white blue of Spirit. The stark, geometric white of Concept. The blazing, primary colors of Elemental... all of them.
They were all there, latent potentials waiting to be utilized. He smiled.
"With you around," he asked, his voice a low, curious murmur, "just how fast will my progress be, compared to before?"
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