The prompts were unique ones.
Noah read them calmly while feeling the continued immensity of his existence grow with each passing moment.
The immensity of his Physique of THE Indestructible Lexicon of Absolute Weight that was made up of THE 27 Seals of Absolute Tongue... he felt it all get so much heavier!
Even though his actual power was supposed to be spilling into THE Fundamental Depth!
Even though he should have been advancing toward higher classifications!
But at this moment, as if he could envision muscles for THE Surface Depth and THE Intermediate Depth...
Especially because of his body here in THE Agora of Primordial Judgment...
He felt like the muscles of these prior Depths were still thin.
As if they had not been worked out enough.
As if they were not as big as they could potentially be.
So the terrifying harvest that was stemming from the usage of his Phonemes across Observable Existence for the first time...
|FOUNDATION REINFORCEMENT IN PROGRESS|
