In the region of collapse, Noah's existence remained in that unique state.
There was unfathomable potential for him to tap into, a harvest beyond normal calculation waiting to be claimed.
But at this moment, as The Infiniverse emerged from his embrace with hardened expression returning to her features, a howl of someone in immense pain echoed out from behind them.
Noah's gaze became stern as he turned to look.
The Disciple of THE Creature had a somber expression as his entire existence was actually shining with increased power from the surge affecting all of reality.
But the wailing came from someone else entirely.
The beggar.
Schrodinger.
At this moment, he had a crazed look consuming his features as from his body, a sea of obsidian-gold paradox surged outward.
It formed into a manifestation of a clock.
This ancient and paradoxical timepiece appeared constructed from compressed contradictions, its face showing impossible geometries.
