Noah floated calmly while turning his perception inward, his gaze piercing through layers of his own existence to observe the fundamental weavings that defined what he was and what he might become.
There were unfathomably heavy rewards waiting for him to claim…accumulated effort from surviving impossibility now crystallized into tangible advancement.
But as he contemplated the allure of that pending harvest, as he considered various forms through which those benefits could manifest, he found himself hesitant.
Hesitant from recognition that choices made at this juncture would establish patterns echoing through all future development.
When he thought about how to receive it optimally, his mind kept returning to the overwhelming presence of THE Living Paradox.
When that being had stood before him, raw Complexity and Purity had mattered remarkably little.
His own Quintillions had been rendered meaningless through a superior framework.
