Chapter 3644 Existence! III
Chapter 3644 Existence! III
The weavings of Giuseppe burned with brilliance as black and white wheels were spiraling around him- even though he felt like he was going mad at this point.
The one he hated, and had already died from once- Noah Osmont…he had his people spread out across Frequencies. He had a Progeny. And the Despondent One had sent Giuseppe right toward them! He gave the simple command- draw them in through the Wheels of Existence.
A command Giuseppe should have been able to carry out without too many problems.
And yet...
And yet...!
"You are his fucking progeny! Why the hell are you erupting with the allure of such complexity?!"
Giuseppe couldn't help but bellow out his misgivings as he felt the effects of the terrifying black and white Wheels behind him, and the three other Undeniable Telos Prime Source Complexity entities near him…being completely nullified by white-gold flames erupting around Osmont's progeny.
Flames that seemed purer. More complex than even his own Source, and the Sources of the three others beside him combined!
This power seemed even stronger than his father's as it made absolutely no sense.
And yet, Giuseppe didn't know.
The weavings of the True Severed Origin Osmontian could be shared. His son, who had already stepped onto the Pathway to the True Source of the Singed before when he was choosing in the Infiniverse Megalos had his existence opened even further when his father attained the True Source. Through the weavings of Nepotism among others, it had all transferred seamlessly.
And in the middle of it all, the fantastical stellar black brilliance of the True Source of Existence itself stabilized everything.
At this moment, the figure of Henry didn't bother explaining anything. The mere fact that this being had tried to pull the very existence of him and those he held dear was a deed worthy of a cruel, interminable death.
His blue-gold hair flowed serenely in space as he called out calmly.
"Ashes to Ashes. Dust to Dust."
WAA!
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust!
A terrifying set of words.
The moment they echoed out, white-gold flames bloomed and painted the entire region.
Scratch that- not just the region, but the whole Frequency of Vigor.
The son of the True Severed Origin Osmontian channeled a True Source stemming from his father as he unleashed an attack that bathed entire an frequency in the unquenchable embers of the Flames of the Singed.
The moment these flames touched Giuseppe, the three Undeniable Telos Prime Source Complexity entities, and the hundreds of faceless life forms just beginning to pour out of the dark tower...
The moment the flames touched them, they began to turn to ash.
No contest. No resistance. No back and forth tug-of-war between complexities. The complexity of a True Source was just far too high.
And so, a scene repeated itself. Giuseppe appeared for a few seconds in the True Frequency of Flames not too long ago and was then eradicated in the next second, incinerated by a blazing sphere from the hands of the True Severed Origin Osmontian.
He appeared again, now for a few seconds in the frequency of Vigorbas the son of the man he hated- the son of the man he didn't know had already taken the one he considered the love of his existence.
That son voiced it out simply- Ashes to Ashes. Dust to Dust lm
And irradiated white-gold flames engulfed an entire frequency of existence.
After that, the figure of Giuseppe and all remaining Faceless Lifeforms…turned to dust.
HUUUM!
The figures of the Emperor Penguin, Lilith, Primogenitor of Steel, and many others had absolutely no words. They just stood there, watching in stunned silence at what had unfolded.
Far away from the Frequency of Vigor, Noah observed the scene coldly, his eyes bathing in the stellar obsidian brilliance of Existence.
"It seems we're getting closer and closer. But for him to try and get my attention by going after my people...I can't say I'm not a little disappointed in such a move, Bob."
His voice was mesmerizing. His weavings were fully connected to the Infiniverse Megalos as he supported its efforts in tracking Bob across the Frequencies.
In his mind, the voice of the Great Usurper continued to echo- giving new, updated locations by the moment, and Noah passed them to the Infiniverse Megalos as her gaze swept through frequency after frequency that had anything to do with Bob's past weavings.
It was like a twisted game of existential hide-and-seek.
But the one hiding had sent assassins after his son and others he cared about.
And Noah's patience was wearing very thin.
Even the Loot Boxes of Existence regained from the weavings of Giuseppe and the three other Undeniable Telos Prime Source Complexity entities...didn't feel all that satisfying. Not with Bob feeling so close and beginning to get desperate!
The search was nearing its end.
Across the weavings of Existence...
Across an interminable, dark void where all frequencies could be accessed and many sections of the Wheel of Existence could be reached if one took a step in the right direction and had the complexity to traverse it.
This was the space Noah had arrived at when he first Truly Severed his existence.
He called it The Weave.
A void of interconnecting webs stretching endlessly, extremely difficult for even Sources to navigate. Only those who had obtained a True Source could traverse it freely.
Through the Weave, one could take a few steps with the right complexity and be able to traverse multiple frequencies.
And Noah was doing just that, guiding one of his bodies toward the Convergence Point of all the weavings of the Wheel.
An area rumored to hold an unknown number of Legends locked in battle against Dead Things.
He felt himself getting ever closer as he focused on his entanglements—trying to connect to those of the Beyonder so he could appear wherever her weavings were in the Infinite Ravines.
After all, when entering a new place…
Wasn't it better to have a local?