As one of his bodies in THE Hallowed Demesne touched THE Primordial Source for the first time and had a terrifying Mesozoic Scale Source Lifeform about to start a spar, all of Noah's existence shifted with it.
The change rippled across every body he held distributed throughout existence, the budding Primordial Source and the unknown reaction it had begun reaching through the whole of what he was. And at this exact moment, with that reaction beating like an ancient heartbeat through his foundations, he was doing something pivotal with another of his bodies, far away, within THE Braneworld Observable Existence.
He floated in the skies above a vast citadel.
THE Quietus Silvanus. The citadel rose from the Braneworld in towers of silver, and the silver was not decoration. It was the amplified Ego of Acedia made into architecture, the towers built with a deliberate stillness in their lines, their surfaces carrying a muted gleam that absorbed motion rather than reflecting it.
