In THE Yggdrheim, another body of Noah stood amidst the vast expanse where his people cultivated.
Blue-gold flames wreathed his form in patterns that spoke of Infinity given visual expression, Absolute Seals orbiting his existence like satellites around a celestial body.
He looked like a force of nature standing still, like a storm that had chosen to pause and observe rather than rage and destroy. His eyes burned with calculation as he stared out at what lay before him, at the secret project he had been nurturing while his other bodies dealt with THE Agora and THE Primordial Paradox and all the chaos spreading across Observable Existence.
He knew he had many things in his hands.
