The words from THE Mnemonic Leviathan were heavy ones.
Noah's eyes became somber and pondering as he continued working the soil, his fingers pressing golden shoots deeper into earth that thrummed with the Infinities he was feeding into it. The coolness of the dirt beneath his nails grounded him even as his mind raced through implications.
Was this truly the case?
He had his illusory manifestation of his consciousness in the distant Primordial Realm of Alfheimr, where he was discussing things with THE Primordial Chaos. The only vibe he got from this powerful being was how cautious and careful he was when it came to THE Entity.
THE Primordial Chaos had sensed the changes in existence, and after analyzing how they unfolded, he'd kept himself away and isolated his Primordial Realm for the most part.
