The area surrounding The Infiniverse became unfathomably silent. Over ninety percent of The Living Existences that had gathered, beings who could command the very fabric of reality, slumped down listlessly.
Their consciousnesses were entirely turned off, snuffed out like candle flames in a hurricane by the mere proximity of the terrifying existences that had arrived!
And yet, like a grand and terrifying sea, these waves of power and suppression that were culminating in Haki actually stopped short, parting like water before a sacred mountain as they neared the blue-gold Aegis of The Infiniverse.
Inside the small, world-sized isolated bubble, Noah stood, his gaze turning from the chaotic, beautiful garden to the scene outside. His eyes were cold, calculating, and utterly, profoundly, calm.
|Master, I am detecting a subtle, yet significant, anomaly in the existential signatures of the newly arrived Prime Dead.|
|Analysis: They are exhibiting… hesitation.|
…!
Hesitation?
