The words carried extraordinary weight!
A few seconds later, space rippled as two powerful presences descended into the training area.
The figure of The Infiniverse made her appearance alongside Khor, both of them radiating authority that dwarfed even the impressive powers Leonore and Riya had been displaying.
The Infiniverse’s voice cut through the tension with cold precision.
"What was the message?" she demanded immediately.
Leonore Rureaux’s expression became difficult to read as she formulated her response carefully.
"He wanted to talk with Sir Osmont," she said with voice carrying complex emotion. "Just... Sir Osmont specifically. No one else."
Her expression almost seemed heavy and lost as she delivered this information, but then her features became firm with determination.
"I can put my entire existence on the line to say that he is currently in control of his own consciousness," she said with absolute conviction. "That THE Living Paradox is not currently in control of the body. Schrodinger would not reach out otherwise."
She looked toward The Infiniverse and Khor with eyes carrying hope mixed with desperation.
"THE Living Paradox would be suppressed by existence itself if he tried to manifest directly, correct? So this has to be Schrodinger acting independently."
With such words, she searched their faces for confirmation or denial.
The Infiniverse regarded her with analytical coldness before speaking with simple directness.
"Where?" she asked without preamble or emotional inflection.
Leonore Rureaux responded immediately.
"In the Transcendent Paradoxical Folds," she said with specific precision. "A location where only he and I knew the exact coordinates."
After such words were spoken, The Infiniverse nodded with calm acceptance of this information. She turned her head to look at Khor with command implicit in her gaze.
"Get ready," she said with finality.
...!
Some meetings were fortuitous.
And some meetings were deadly.
And they would not know which this was until they arrived.
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In the Transcendent Paradoxical Folds.
In one particular region, the convergence of two seas created a spectacle of impossible beauty. One sea flowed with gold authority representing order and structure. The other churned with obsidian power representing entropy and dissolution.
Where these seas met, they formed waterfalls that fell in opposite directions simultaneously. One cascade flowed upward toward an invisible sky while its twin descended into bottomless depths. Both defied gravity and logic in equal measure.
The beggar-like figure of Schrodinger stood before this paradoxical phenomenon, stretching his hand out toward the converging waterfalls. His tattered robes hung loosely on his frame as he felt the contradictory nature of the flowing authority.
Gold and obsidian. Order and chaos. Rising and falling. All existing simultaneously without canceling each other.
Behind him, space began to distort with massive fluctuations of concentrated power.
Millions of auras bloomed into existence with coordinated precision.
HUUM!
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