Chapter 4611: Bloody Peace!

Would he like to switch to active mode?

Was this even a question worth asking?

Eckert laughed internally as he didn’t even bother answering the prompt, simply looking curiously at the massive Early Creatures that seemed simultaneously Dead and not Dead.

As he observed them with growing fascination, his existence continued spreading calmly.

It flowed around the protective bubbles containing each Disciple like water finding every gap and crevice.

And since his Idle Existence was fundamentally no different from the surrounding ambient reality itself, it permeated effortlessly into the bubbles without resistance.

Even the radiant strokes of ancient language covering the protective barriers didn’t activate or respond.

Why would they when effectively, there wasn’t any foreign influence nearby?

Just existence being existence, flowing where it naturally would.

But his spreading awareness permeated through the barriers until it covered the Early Creatures themselves, wrapping around their suspended forms like invisible threads.

And then something extraordinary occurred.

BZZT!

Prompts materialized with significant implications.

|Integration Protocol Detected|

|Due to the Sealed State of The Inactivated Disciples of THE Creature, their Weavings of Existence currently hold no prevailing identity or consciousness|

|Your Weavings of Existence have begun flowing into their dormant forms|

|Additional Information Being Obtained as your existence flows into and integrates with their Weavings of Existence|

|Process: 17% Complete|

Eckert felt genuine surprise as he faced an unexpected influx of information flooding into his awareness.

Information that felt far too grand and complex for his current mental framework to fully process, but it made the situation significantly more clear despite the overwhelming volume.

New prompts bloomed with extraordinary detail.

|Information Database Updated|

|The Inactivated Disciples of THE Creature have been protected inside barriers preserved by the Phonemes of The First Tongue|

|Barrier Function: Maintain stasis while preventing external corruption or interference|

|Critical Discovery: Due to their completely inactive state with no prevailing consciousness, your Idle Existence is now filling up their empty Weavings of Existence|

|Projection: You will gain full control of their physical bodies momentarily|

|Classification: If and when successful, these three entities can be considered Secondary Extensions of your will|

|Authority: They can be commanded by you to perform whatever actions you wish|

|Control Method: Direct consciousness integration through passive existence overlay|

Eckert’s metaphorical eyes opened wide at this unfolding reality.

The First Tongue? What the hell was that? Did Osmont know about this?

He couldn’t help but laugh with genuine amazement at the absurdity and opportunity of what was occurring.

He loved being idle, yes. That was his entire fundamental nature.

But he also wanted to help the big guy, the monstrous Osmont, if he possibly could so that he wasn’t struggling against the weight of Existence completely alone.

It was hard to bear that crushing burden without any support.

And if all the information he had been receiving about Existence, about THE Loom and The Fallout and the conflicts tearing reality apart, if all of it was actually true rather than exaggeration, then he wouldn’t be able to enjoy his peaceful Idle Existence if everything collapsed around him anyway.

These Disciples of THE Creature felt monumentally more powerful than any Guiders of Order he had previously encountered.

Additional prompts confirmed his assessment.

|Sealed Weaving Analysis|

|Within the dormant Weavings of The Disciples of THE Creature, complete structures of Singularity Principles can be sensed|

|Additionally, fragments of a Genesis Principle are detectably present within their foundations|

Unique prompts continued blooming one after another as Eckert brought himself to sharper focus.

Already, he could sense the hands of The Disciples beginning to twitch slightly as his consciousness filled their empty vessels.

He would gain full control over them very soon.

After that happened, well, maybe he might actually be a little bit more active in how he engaged with Existence.

After all, there had to be beautiful and intact Weavings of reality remaining if he wanted to properly enjoy an Idle life in the future.

Sometimes protecting the conditions for idleness required brief moments of action.

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On the other side of The Veil, in The Lands of The Living, where the Transcendent Paradoxical Folds used to exist but were now just a vast region of spatial collapse and distorted reality, Alexander Asmodeus stood with one hand pressed against his chest.

He could feel The Shattered Part of THE Heart of Law pulsing there.

Well, really THE Heart of Law itself, or at least a fragment of it.

A piece of the heart belonging to an entity of a fundamentally higher Scale of Existence.

He was thinking deeply at this moment while he watched the forces of Osmont’s people defend desperately against overwhelmingly powerful enemies.

He saw The Infiniverse surging with brilliant authority as she went directly against a terrifying Disciple of THE Creature that shone with the light of a Principle even Alexander could not yet fully grasp or comprehend.

He saw Khor charging forward with absolute lividity toward Schrodinger, whose eyes looked extremely eerie and unsettling at this moment as if something fundamental had shifted in that being’s nature.

He saw the millions of Primus Inevitabilities fighting alongside The First Farmer and countless others as this battle raged across collapsed dimensions.

And throughout all of this observation, he had been asking himself a critical question.

What was his role in all this conflict?

It was a question he had been toiling with since his conversation with THE Living Law.

A question that continued haunting him even after he obtained this piece of their Heart.

And at this moment, watching everything unfold with sharp clarity, he came to a final decision.

He closed his eyes and spoke internally with genuine emotion.

’I am truly sorry.’

BOOM!

He meant those words with complete sincerity.

And they were directed at none other than the fragment of THE Heart of Law glimmering with concentrated Civilizational Authority within his chest.

A reply echoed through his consciousness with unexpected warmth and understanding.

"Haha, what could you possibly be sorry for? Paradox collapsed my entire Civilization, yes, but it will rise again eventually through other means. Do what you must with some of its remnants. I give you permission freely. Use it well. Through your Peace, there may be Law and Order."

The voice of THE Living Law resonated in his mind with genuine encouragement rather than reproach.

Alexander nodded with grim determination.

And in the very next moment, he acted.

CRACK!

He deliberately shattered the already Shattered Part of THE Heart of Law further, breaking it down into its fundamental components.

It began dissolving directly into his own Weaving of Existence.

And then he set it ablaze, burning it as fuel under his conscious direction to forge something entirely new.

His voice rang out with calm and glorious conviction as he spoke his truth to reality itself.

"Peace is a fortress that must be built upon the broken spine of Chaos itself. Existence is a ravenous tide seeking only to drown all of us in endless entropy and dissolution. To survive against the consuming void, one does not negotiate diplomatically with the storm. One breaks the storm completely until it learns absolute submission."

"Sometimes, Peace has to be brutal and dominating in order to ensure it remains stable. Sometimes, Peace can only be bought with a river of necessary blood flowing from those who would shatter it. I will not follow The Way of Law as it currently exists, but I will enact a bloody path toward Peace. A Way of Peace that will ensure lasting prosperity for those who deserve it, no matter how many must die to achieve that outcome."

With such words carrying absolute conviction, a silver-white brilliance began overflowing from Alexander’s entire being.

At this moment, he took a tiny piece of a Heart that had belonged to a THE entity who may have reached THE Intermediate or even Fundamental Depth of Absolute Sovereignty.

And he dissolved it completely to forge his own unique Way. His own emerging Civilization.

It was an action of profound significance.

A choice that, once made, could not be unmade.

A choice that caused the previously calm and silent figure of Schrodinger to suddenly shift his eerie gaze toward Alexander for a long moment of complete silence!

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