Even moving and breathing felt tough at this moment for Noah.
With every breath he took, even though he didn't need to take a breath, he felt like he was breathing in all of himself and breathing out all of himself simultaneously. The infinity that had bathed his existence wasn't something he could simply possess and move on from!
He felt like with every passing moment he was breathing in infinity and expelling infinity, his lungs becoming conduits. It was a unique sensation to have, both exhilarating and terrifying in equal measure.
It would have been ideal to have at least a few minutes to acclimate to the immense changes across his existence.
But he was being forced to do all of this acclimation while being chased by a monstrous creature who could decimate Absolutes with the casual ease of a child crushing insects.
