The words pressed against Noah's shield with a weight that exceeded the crimson light itself. They were a commandment given form, a will made manifest, and authority that predated the existence of resistance!
"Toil away and elevate yourselves for Horus. Build your civilizations for Horus. Toil, and Persevere."
Noah felt the words trying to find purchase within his existence, trying to establish a brand!
His Geodesic Declaration curved to intercept them, his Infinite definition denying the ownership that Horus sought to impose.
He remained unbranded.
His shield held, but he could feel how close it had been.
Then, in an area extremely far away, a brilliant multicolored light of existence flashed with intensity.
Noah recognized it immediately.
THE Creature.
