The Depths held fragments of The Earliest Folds.
When Noah delved into this place before, he had found a number of things, but seeing how the final level held such a thing, he moved faster than Planck Speed as he appeared at the end of the wall.
At the end of a multicolored wall that pulsed with ancient authority, there was a humanoid entity who seemed to be getting pulled into the wall itself. Multicolored chains were stuck into his body at various points, connecting back to this wall like roots drawing sustenance from soil. Each chain pulsed with its own frequency, its own color, its own terrible purpose.
A faint glimmer of THE Civilizational Authority of Existence could be felt on the walls and chains as the one bound by them seemed to be in a state of slumber, his head drooped forward and his body hanging limply like a puppet whose strings had been cut but whose frame remained suspended.
Noah’s eyes blazed with immensity and brilliance as the weight of an entity at THE Intermediate Depth of Absolute Sovereignty erupted from him.
He opened his eyes fully and radiated a brilliant flash of blue-gold light that shockingly released a Logos, one that closely meant "Break what is unbreakable."
HUUM!
The chains of Existence binding this entity down shattered one after another in a cascade of multicolored fragments that dissolved into nothing before they even hit the ground. Each chain snapped with a sound like reality itself crying out in protest, but Noah’s authority was absolute and his command was undeniable.
Noah then appeared beside this entity who was about to fall and placed his hands around his shoulders as he slowly began to carry them from their chained location toward the center of this place.
All around them, waves of multicolored radiance permeated the space as if the cavern itself was responding to the breaking of those ancient chains. And as he moved, the entity he supported began to flutter his eyes wide open before they focused on him, and a look of shock and recognition bloomed across his features.
Then this entity smiled weakly and said, "Haha, friend, what in the unfathomable Weavings of Existence brought you here?"
...!
Noah looked back at this being as he brought him down to the center of this place, gazing at the weakened body of an entity he had met as a brilliant man long ago.
"I need to ask the same of you, Anaximander," Noah replied with genuine curiosity mixed with concern. "How exactly did you come to be here?"
...!
BOOM!
Yes, it was Anaximander, the brilliant Fold Dweller he had met in The Earliest Folds!
He looked unfathomably weak as his figure even seemed illusory at some points, as if he was here and not here at the same time. His dark hair was now mixed with streaks of white that hadn’t been there before, and he was adorned in a simple white robe at this moment that hung loosely on his diminished frame. But his eyes still held that same brilliance that seemed to be thinking of countless things in one instant, that spark of endless curiosity that defined his very existence.
Noah looked at him and shook his head at the state this once vibrant entity had been reduced to.
"Too many things have happened," Anaximander said with a voice that held both exhaustion and a strange sense of acceptance. "I never expected that one of the parts of me laid out across Existence would be discovered by you of all beings."
Noah’s brows rose at these words. "One of the parts of your existence? There are many others out there?"
"I heard you call me not too long ago," he said quietly. "I heard your words of ’Anaximander, come!’ echoing through the Weavings of Existence itself. I am sorry that I wasn’t able to come to your aid when you needed me. It seems that I got myself mixed up in things that I had no business in, and I paid the price for it even though you had warned me about THE Existences."

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