Amser Modred!
Noah stared at this man that he had always known as THE Living Temporal. The purple rivers of time that surrounded the Absolute now shimmered with glimmers of blue-gold. The desperation that had filled those ancient eyes moments ago had faded, replaced by complexity that only someone who had just traded freedom for survival could possess.
There were many ways to go about things with him.
Noah could have let him be consumed. He could have watched the infection claim another Absolute and added THE Living Temporal to the growing list of beings lost to THE Primordial Mycelia.
But as he continued receiving tremendous harvest, as THE Infinite Observable Harvest and the harvest of One Fourth of a Primordial Architect flowed into his existence with force that made his foundations expand, more Infinite Everythings and Absolute Everythings formed within him.
He could afford to give one.
