His Intent stood at A-Rank, Idho, and Noah had never felt anything like it!
Within the fusion of THE Quintessential Confluence, THE Ananke Intent of THE Quintessential Osmontian functioned at the grade of near-permanence and authority over endings, and its grandeur was something he couldnt fully understand just yet.
Identity so dense it functioned as inevitability. I am, spoken with such weight that existence stopped checking!
And yet…there was more.
He could feel it at the very edges of his Intent, a trembling, a readiness, as if the whole of his identity stood before a door it had only just discovered! His Intent almost felt like it was about to undergo another evolution, something past Ananke entirely. But it was like there was something missing. The door stood, and his Intent pressed against it, and it did not open! Maybe there was one more step. One more truth to live, one more claim to earn!
