2883 Al-Abalem! I
Home.
A domain where one returned to.
A domain one spent most of their lives in.
A domain where one felt safe and at peace- a refuge from anything and everything.
Every single entity had a home!
And the Weaver of Extremity…sought to intricately tie himself into the workings of the Dikastes of Extremity as he sought to answer the critical question of where their home was!
When it came to cause an effect- to any weavings of Existence, Records, and Extremes that pertained to him- his capabilities as the Weaver of Extremity allowed him to view and understand them.
It was how he found out about the Existential Symposium in the Existential Arcadian High Hall.
It was how he was able to peer through the veil of the Vacuous Dikastes of Extremity in the Haven of Anarchos!
And through this event, he had even further coiled himself around the Dikastes of Extremity.
His genuine waves of Tyranny and Infinity had wrapped around their bodies as in order to pull off their plot, they had allowed him to do so.
They allowed him to burn a portion of their Vacuous and Vitalis Hyperversal Authority before they ultimately revealed themselves- and they went even further to collect his Existential Extremity Authorities on themselves!
His weavings mixed with theirs.
His existence touched theirs.
And after they extinguished the golden light of the Aletheian Dream of Arcadia…
[The weavings of your Extremes are being carried great distances across Records and Existence itself.]
A magnificent prompt rose before Noah's eyes.
His soul buzzed to continue reading into new and wondrous unfolding weavings as a part of his will sent its focus towards the Infinite Hyperversal Haven to gaze at its new entrants!
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Across innumerable records.
Within the Aeonic Annals of Extremity.
The figures of the Dikastes of Extremity could be seen ascending upwards at an astonishing pace as their bodies were surrounded by the signature of a unique intent.
One burned with a transparent white light while the other burned with glorious darkness, each side holding Vitalis and Vacuous Dikastes as they climbed up side by side after making an exit from the paradoxical domain that was the past Aletheian Dream of Arcadia!
They seemed to be rising ever higher and with purpose as if they were following a roadmap- as if they could see the weavings of Records and Existence that others didn't have access to.
All of it…was still within the Aeonic Annals of Extremity that encompassed both the Vitalis and Vacuous Annals of Extremity.
At a certain point during their ascension, they seemed to enter an area of Records that held a division of black and white- a scene that only their eyes could see as when they arrived here, the two sides separated!
The visage of Cavalier Reylyra gazed towards the Blackhats in the distance as her intent weaved out.
|The choice to make will be one that both Legacies must agree to. Present all data we've collected to the Basileus of Ignatius, and we will do the same with the Basileus of Al-Abalem.|
Her intent was a serene one as it was met with affirmation before a blinding black light covered all the Vacuous Dikastes of Extremity.
A moment later, Cavalier Reylyra and the Vitalis Dikastes of Extremity ascended upwards a little bit more before their bodies released an Innate authority that…seemingly warped them across this region of Records in the Aeonic Annals of Extremity and transported them towards even more complex and intricate records!
Their massive figures were moving rapidly as at this moment, the records around them had changed as one could see tendrils of white stretching out all around them as if they were pathways, and they flew across one pathway to another as all of these branching pathways seemed to be converging towards a single one.
HUUM!
When they reached a certain point, an endlessly vast runic magic circle blazing with plasmic white flames rotated above them seamlessly.
Normally, they would pass such a point easily as this time, their figures were forcefully brought to a halt.
It was for no other reason than what they carried with them today.
The plasmic white flames would turn anything below the Ninth Gradation to cinders just by proximity, but Cavalier Reylyra and the others seemed to be entirely too familiar with them as when these flames gather around the purple and blue tendrils of foreign Existential Extremity Authorities between their wings- their intents moved to communicate with these flames.
A moment passed as they seemed to receive some form of feedback before an instant later, their figures were no longer halted as they resumed their ascent!
All of this…was still within the confines of the Aeonic Annals of Extremity.
They traversed great distances in a short period of time as the tendrils of white branching pathways converged and became bigger and bigger, to the point that they soon seemed to be traveling on only a single path as after some time, they came across another endlessly vast runic circle that swirled with indomitable might.
From this blazing white plasmic runic circle, a will seemed to descend and scan every single Dikastes of Extremity briefly before it also flashed and let them through.
At this point, the only thing ahead and in front of them was a singular grand white path that they followed, their figures continuing their ascent until they arrived below the third and final runic circle!
But this one…was wondrously solid.
Solid as if it were impassable.
On its surface, there were unique molds that seemed to match those of butterfly-like wings, along with the serpentine eyes at their very center.
The figures of Cavalier Reylyra and other Dikastes of Extremity turned around when they arrived before this massive white solid runic circle that stretched out endlessly, their figures moving backwards as their vibrant serpentine eyes on their wings opened ever wider while they came to perfectly match the molds of the wings on the solid surface behind them!
Their wings were then traced by a brilliant white light as if it were confirming multiple signals, and only after this was done…did their bodies begin to be pulled into the solid runic circle as they disappeared soon after.
When they reappeared again…they were in the beginnings of a glorious domain.
A domain…that one could call a home!
