His voice grew heavier.
"I was not merely speaking when I said that the Scales of Existence demand hardship. That is how they were designed."
His eyes remained closed, but his presence seemed to expand.
"If there is no adversity or hardship that your Way has faced, it will be nearly impossible for you to grasp the second level of Vakochev's Scales of Existence."
The musings landed with weight that made the very fabric of The Interstices tremble.
"No matter what you do or what resources you claim. Even if you burn all of Observable Existence to the ground and corrupt it in any way you desire."
His voice held finality.
"If you do not have that adversity and hardship woven into your foundations, you will not be reaching THE Level Two Scale of Existence."
...!
Noah looked at THE Primordial Paradox with a unique gaze.
The words this entity had just spoken seemed oddly familiar to what THE Living Paradox had done. Or would do in the future that Noah had come from.
