Chapter 143: The Name of a Race
This was something the Akashic Record didn't expect.
This was a development no one expected.
Because let's not forget—Noah held the title: The True Anomaly.
He was someone who couldn't be seen. Someone fate and destiny couldn't pierce through.
He was outside the system. Beyond the threads of inevitability.
So every single one of his actions?
They were his own.
Uncontrolled. Unmeasured. Unwritten.
And now—he had become something… more.
A new race had been born.
And he had become a Progenitor. A True one.
Something that, until now, only the rulers of ancient factions could claim.
Beings who had existed for millions of years.
Beings who had built empires across galaxies.
Beings who had long transcended the limitations of time.
And yet…
He was just 15.
He was just a boy.
He was just… a child.
But that child had achieved what others spent millennia trying—and failing—to do.
He had done the impossible.
