The entanglement between existences stretched like a silver thread across impossible distances, and Noah pulled upon it with certainty.
Reality rippled around his form as something transcendent passed through the connection!
The Seed materialized in his palm with weight that transcended physical measurement. It pulsed with potential that made even the Early Veiled Shore pulse, the golden sands beneath his feet shifting in anticipation!
A message followed through the connection, the Great Usurper's voice echoing out.
|I'll continue paying the debt of the Seed of Existence you gave me, slowly, every now and then. I'll send over farming-related stuff so you can work toward that dream of being a farmer. Who knows? Maybe you'll actually achieve it.|
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