In Existence, if one could not fly, then they should at least run with everything they had.
If you could not run, then at least walk with steady determination.
If you could not even walk, then do every damn thing within your power to at least crawl forward.
Even if you lost your arms and legs, if your body was shattered and your foundation cracked, still find some way to keep moving forward through sheer force of will.
Whatever one did, however they accomplished it, they had to keep moving forward without pause.
This was not merely philosophical wisdom. This was survival imperative.
Because the moment you stopped moving forward, the moment you allowed yourself to believe you had reached a destination worth resting at, Existence would crush you under forces you were no longer prepared to face.
Stagnation was death. Complacency was collapse. Only forward motion, relentless and unceasing, offered any hope of enduring what came next.
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Even though Noah had just made a ridiculous accomplishment that even he had not fully expected to achieve, he would continue moving forward without pause.
So he took a moment to consolidate his gains internally.
He closed his eyes, feeling the Logos inscribed across his body pulse with steady authority.
He opened them with renewed clarity.
And then he took a single step forward.
A moment later, the isolated vastness of The Primordial Genesis Arena began to fade as the spatial expansion deactivated.
The surroundings filled with hundreds of gathered Ginnu Lifeforms became visible once more.
Noah found himself faced with a heavy, profound silence.
The Ginnu Lifeforms were looking at him with eyes shining with complex emotions that mixed wonder, shock, calculation, and something approaching interest.
They observed him as if they were witnessing some unprecedented monster that had emerged from impossible circumstance.
An entity that should not exist, accomplishing what should not be possible.
The moment Noah’s figure was fully revealed standing alone in the now-normal-sized arena, The Goad still gripped casually in his hand while absolutely no trace of Raijin Katsuro remained anywhere, Ul’moreth’s presence expanded dramatically.
His hairy form rose high above all the assembled Ginnu Lifeforms as obsidian gold light radiated from him with crushing celebratory authority.
And at this moment, booming laughter erupted from THE Primeval Titan that shook the entire settlement.
|BAHAHA! ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!|
His voice thundered across the space with infectious enthusiasm.
|Look upon this glory! Witness this wonder! Pre-THE against THE classification, and what is the result before your eyes? The impossible made manifest!|
He paused dramatically before continuing with building fervor.
|Roar for his glory! Scream for his virtue! Scream for... err...|
Ul’moreth paused awkwardly in his grand pronouncement.
Noah could feel the ancient being’s smile through their connection as Ul’moreth whispered directly into his mind.
|Little Anomaly, what do you want to be referred to as publicly? What name should they chant?|
Noah shook his head calmly as he replied without hesitation.
|The Scale Breaker is fine.|
Ul’moreth’s laughter intensified with satisfaction as his voice bellowed out again with renewed grandeur.
|Roar for his glory! Scream for his virtue! Scream for THE SCALE BREAKER!|
The Ginnu Lifeforms nearby looked at each other with uncertain expressions before the excitement became infectious.
They began to roar out in The First Tongue, their voices creating linguistic patterns that made reality vibrate.
|THE SCALE BREAKER! THE SCALE BREAKER! THE ANOMALY! THE ANOMALY!|
The chant built in intensity as hundreds of powerful entities raised their voices in genuine celebration.
Noah listened to all of this while shaking his head with mixture of embarrassment and acceptance.
In the next moment, Ul’moreth’s laughter continued as he raised his voice even louder, a sense of pride evident in his voice.
|To mark this glorious occasion, I shall unleash my personal boons from THE Vaults of Ginnungagap! I shall usher in A Ritual Festival of Existence to commemorate what we have witnessed! And I hope the rest of you will not be cheap with your contributions! COME!|
The atmosphere transformed instantly, becoming booming and raucous with building celebration.
In the region above the core settlement of The Primordial Genesis Shore, Ul’moreth raised one hairy hand and caused a massive Logos to be written directly into the sky itself.
Noah looked up at it with analytical focus, his eyes immediately breaking down its component structure.
The Logos combined the Phonemes of Fire, Unity, Beginning, Life, and Light into a complex word that translated most closely to "Eternal Celebration" or "Festival Without End."


Each treasure pulsed with concentrated THE Civilizational Authority.
|I shall contribute to the festival!| one THE Surface Depth Ginnu declared as they produced a crystallized fruit that glowed with internal radiance.
|I offer my boon as well!| another called out, releasing a jewel that seemed to contain compressed starlight.

Each one filled with different expressions of THE Civilizational Authority.
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