Chapter 3990: Let it be a festival! II

That original festival had been born from basic Towers of Origin, primitive structures that had served their purpose before being systematically replaced with something infinitely grander.

In their place, he had forged the Towers of Osmont...monuments to advancement that were supported by Early Sacred Living Eidolons, massive glorious statues that provided foundations capable of channeling forces that normal towers could never hope to accommodate!

What would happen when these vastly superior structures began singing their hymns? Would the result still be classified as a mere Festival of Existence, or would the grandeur of his upgraded towers produce something that transcended every previous category?

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He already knew the answer, and the musings filled him with anticipation that bordered on euphoria.

He thought about it once more as he would make a move that would forever change many things. And he found that even after all the caution, his decision remained the same!

Noah smiled internally as he turned his attention toward a particular aspect of his existence, one that preferred to observe silently while plotting and planning, emerging only when circumstances absolutely necessitated grand gestures that could reshape the nature of whatever situation demanded attention.

"Why don’t you wake up, buddy?" he said, his words directed toward the personified concept that had always represented his most outrageous capabilities.

He was, of course, addressing Cheats...the force within his existence that had consistently delivered results that defied every rational expectation about what should be possible.

Inside the architectural marvel that comprised his inner existence, where the Early Atlas stretched toward completion like a map of infinite possibility, the very concept of Cheats blazed with brilliance that made Existence take notice!

The Early Sacred Living Cheats Tower of Osmont shone with radiance, its crystalline surfaces reflecting not light but pure potential given form and purpose.

The structure rose from foundations that existed in multiple dimensions simultaneously, each level representing a different aspect of what it meant to achieve the impossible through methods that challenged every assumption about limitation and consequence!

Above this manifested tower, visible only to Noah’s enhanced inner perception, sat the personified concept of Cheats itself...a figure that embodied everything he had ever achieved through audacious application of principles that others deemed impossible.

The entity possessed an appearance that seemed to shift between different interpretations of what ultimate capability should look like, sometimes appearing as a masterful conductor preparing to direct a symphony of glory, other times manifesting as an architect!

At this moment, as Noah’s request reached the depths of where this concept dwelt, the figure began to make grand movements with solemnity.

|Cheats has proceeded to commandeer sufficient nutrients from the devoured body of the compressed Inevitability to secure advancement and thorough standing to the Second Stage of its Tower of Osmont.|

|Cheats has initiated the Symphony of Hymns of the Early Sacred Living Eidolons encompassing all Towers of Osmont. Direction protocols have been established with clear purpose- harmonic flow shall not emanate from primary source but will instead permeate from the selected target designated as Arch Living Existence Moiraine. Redirection complete. Symphony preparation finalized.|

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HUUM!

The moment these processes reached completion, Moiraine’s body began to buzz with frequencies that transcended normal understanding of sound or vibration.

A cacophony of glorious symphony began to resound from her form....not chaotic noise, and instead perfectly orchestrated harmony!

The music that emanated from her position was both beautiful and terrifying, each note carrying within it the compressed essence of authority that had been refined across eons of impossible advancement- archaic and tribal!

Yet the true wonder was occurring within Noah’s existence, where architectural marvels that would have required dozens of Early Creatures working in coordination began to resonate with each other in patterns that had not been witnessed since the Earliest Folds.

The Dead Existences that were charging toward Moiraine’s position suddenly felt the sensation of something foreign intruding upon their carefully maintained states of endless torment!

For the first time since their emergence from realms of ending, they actually paused in their advance.

More shocking still, their heads...which had remained raised toward non-existent skies in perpetual absorption of surrounding existence, slowly turned downward to truly look at the source of these impossible harmonies.

They gazed upon Moiraine with what might have been recognition, as if some buried aspect of their cursed consciousness remembered when such music had last been heard across the breadth of existence.

The Living Existences nearby also stopped their desperate maneuvers, shock flooding through their enhanced perceptions as they felt glorious hymns resounding through the very fabric of reality!

The music carried within it effects that could influence their own quantified Weavings of Existence.

Noah smiled within his concealing armament, satisfaction flooding through his consciousness as he witnessed the first stages of his strategy unfold according to design.

"Let it be a festival," he murmured to himself with the quiet confidence of someone who had calculated every variable and found them acceptable.

"Let it be glorious. Let it be that even though I do not currently possess the raw power to participate directly in this conflict...my glory will still shine the brightest on this battlefield!"

HUUM!

The moment those words finished forming in his consciousness, reality itself began to respond to the unprecedented convergence of forces that he had orchestrated.

|A glorious Festival of War is blooming under your direction!|

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A festival!

But it was not of Existence...it was a Festival of War!

|Early Festivals of War were legendary gatherings that occurred when multiple powerful Early Creatures converged to begin their great hunts across the countless Folds and everything that existed between them. These festivals represented the ultimate expression of coordinated Early Creature might, events that unleashed their already shocking power to even greater limits through harmonic resonance that challenged the fundamental nature of limitation itself. The last Festival of War in recorded history was forcibly ended when THE Living Law made a decisive move using something that could systematically decimate the power of Early Creatures, bringing the age of unfettered Early Creature dominion to its conclusion through methods that remain entirely unknown.|

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