There existed, in the grand weaving of existence, a fundamental truth that transcended all boundaries of power, wisdom, and cosmic understanding…one being's shit could very well be another's most coveted treasure.
Consider, if you will, the profound absurdity of this principle when applied to Early Creatures themselves.
What an Early Creature might casually discard as worthless detritus(shit), perhaps the crystallized remnants of a sneeze, or the shed scales from an idle scratch, would become objects of worship for Living Existences across entire Folds.
Wars would be fought over such "shit."
Entire civilizations would dedicate themselves to the pursuit of what amounted to existential garbage, simply because it had once been touched by power beyond their comprehension!
The excrement of an Early Creature? Folds would crumble beneath the weight of the bidding wars that would ensue.
