Noah's focus turned inward, into the vast, internal weavings of his own existence.
He felt the potent, verdant-gold glow of the Seed of the Principle of Perpetual Harvest.
And he knew with certainty what the first step toward true survival had to be!
He needed to build his foundation not just higher, but wider. He needed his one hundred lighthouses!
His Weavings of Cheats, that ever-diligent, rule-bending authority, had already been hard at work. Fifty-three of his one hundred and fifty-nine Towers of Osmont had already been silently, illegitimately elevated to the Third Stage.
Forty-seven remained. Each one cost an immense amount of power to advance.
So…he got started to pay the cost speedily!
He ignited the Ascendran Nodule, the engine of his new Existential Artifice, and reached for a Crucible.
Not Tyranny, not Infinity, but the one most suited for this grand, architectural endeavor!
The Crucible of Quintessence.
HUUM!
|Objective: Mass Tower Advancement.|
