NOVGO.NET Chapter 4895: A Meeting Across Eons I
Chapter 4895: A Meeting Across Eons I
It was something momentous to have THE Primordial Paradox in the flesh standing before everyone.
Some like Glossikos were thinking in their minds again and again on how this could even be possible. The being before her had been collapsed and consumed by his own disciple. The Claim of Paradox had been transferred. THE Living Paradox now sat among THE Four while THE Primordial Paradox was supposed to be nothing but a memory.
And yet here he stood!
While others like Paradoxos did not even have any thoughts as they remained kneeling with their minds actually dazed. The Absolute whose dual faces had been forced into submission couldn’t process what was happening. His foundations trembled. His understanding of reality trembled. Everything he thought he knew in Observable Existence trembled!
And then there was Noah.
He looked at THE Primordial Paradox up and down with eyes that held curiosity rather than reverence, assessment rather than awe. When he spoke, his voice was calm.
"I expected you to be...a bit weaker when you came out."
...!
The words hung in the air as everyone who could still think processed the audacity of such a statement.
"After all, this was supposed to be a portion of yourself that was not infected. Why is it that you feel even stronger than how you felt back then?"
He asked such a question casually.
THE Primordial Paradox smiled.
"When you reach a certain level... or really, when you reach close to THE Second Scale of Existence..."
He paused, his obsidian eyes holding depths that spoke of understanding accumulated across eons.
"I cannot say for sure how THE Creature or you or others would be. But for me? Even if every part of my existence was eradicated and only a single drop of blood remained. Even if only a single primordial cell survived. When I emerge once more from that tiny little thing, I would be just as grand if not grander than I was before."
His smile widened.
"That is my Way. That is Paradox."
He took a step forward, his presence pressing against reality without crushing it.
"For me to be weaker just because I sectioned off a part of myself? Who decided that? I make my own decisions. Those on the higher Scales of Existence make their own decisions. The rules that bind lesser beings are suggestions to us, and we choose which suggestions to follow."
His gaze settled on Noah.
"As THE Youngest among THE Four, you will come to understand this soon enough."
BOOM!
THE Primordial Paradox said such terrifying words as Noah couldn’t help but smile at the implications. The idea that reaching certain heights meant you could simply decide not to be weakened by things that should weaken you. He was getting there!
But he also couldn’t help but become serious in the next moment.
"Well, is it still THE Four and not THE Five with your return?"
...!
"..."
His question caused everyone in the surrounding environment to become silent.
The Strategoi could not even bring themselves to talk at this moment in time. Glossikos was still struggling to remain cognizant. Khaotikos and Ontikos were processing implications. Paradoxos remained kneeling, unable to rise without permission.
But even if they could speak, they would also be flabbergasted!
THE Five?
THE Primordial Paradox smiled and gave a light nod toward Noah.
"It doesn’t quite have the same ring."
His voice held amusement.
"But for now, until I take on the role of teacher to discipline my student who rebelled... it will be THE Five and not THE Four."
He turned his head toward the four Strategoi present, his gaze sweeping across Glossikos who was still on the ground, Khaotikos who stood frozen, Ontikos whose eyes still held THE Creature’s borrowed sight, and Paradoxos who remained kneeling.
"I am back after such a long time."
His voice shifted to something more commanding.
"Prepare a feast. I need to catch up with THE Youngest."
...!
THE Primordial Paradox gave light commands to four Absolutes who nobody could command in THE Agora of Primordial Judgment.
He ordered them to prepare a feast as if they were servants!
And yet none of them protested.
THE Primordial Paradox went toward Noah, who had turned around to pick up the unconscious Lumivara. The little fox in humanoid form seemed to be sleeping soundly, her features peaceful despite the overwhelming forces that had rendered her unconscious.
Noah held her carefully while turning to THE Primordial Paradox.
"I don’t know whether you will have time for a feast."
His voice was serious now.
"That thing from all those eons ago... it has actually been sitting outside of THE Agora of Primordial Judgment as if it knew you would be reemerging here."
...!
THE Primordial Paradox’s expression shifted.
"As of this moment, it has spread itself fully into... THE Secretive Eon."
...!
The laid-back demeanor that THE Primordial Paradox had been displaying vanished. What replaced it was seriousness that made the already tense atmosphere of THE Mouseion grow heavier.
"Eon..."
He said the single word as if it meant something to him beyond what others might understand!
With an extremely serious gaze, he turned toward Noah.
"Can you bring me to her?"
His request was direct.
"I need you to accompany me. Just to be completely sure that it cannot latch itself onto me."
He paused.
"After you left, Jokul and I affirmed one of the defenses against it is the glimmer of Infinity. Your Infinite nature creates interference that the infection cannot easily overcome. I should be resistant on my own, but out of an overabundance of caution... having you there would be ideal."
BOOM!
Minutes after THE Primordial Paradox returned, the first thing he wanted to do was go see THE Secretive Eon!
He wanted to go directly to the being that housed THE Entity.
Noah thought about this for a moment.
That thing was disastrous to be around. The infection that spread from it had claimed countless beings across Observable Existence.
But he had come far since he last left her presence.
His foundations were incomparably grander. His Infinities had transformed. His understanding of undifferentiation had deepened through his journey in THE Prima Indifferentia.
And in Alfheimr, THE Primordial Chaos had not proceeded to bombard THE Stoa of Dogmata just yet. If he was going to do so at all, there should be time for this detour.
Noah nodded silently.