The Early Infinity Dominion Realm.
Noah smiled internally as he thought of this self-proclaimed classification...even when he'd declared it what seemed like forever ago when it had only been days in objective time, he'd wondered if he would actually reach its gates.
And here I stand at its threshold. At the end of this self-proclaimed Realm... could be THE. Could be. Maybe.
Or I could be wrong, and THE distinction exists so far beyond this that my estimations were laughably inadequate...
There were countless possibilities!
His existence continued feeling waves of exuberance washing through every particle of his being...as if he was being baptized by currents of impossible coolness that brought unfathomable clarity.
Unfathomable clearness, as if fog he hadn't realized existed was being systematically burned away.
|You can now enact the weavings of both THE CIVILIZATION OF HUNGER and THE CIVILIZATION OF MANA|
