THE Enduring Gu Elsedimension Ring rested quietly against Noah's skin, and Atlas stood within his illusory projection with his arms folded across his chest.
The ancient engineer looked at Noah's hands, then looked up at his face with a sharp, dry squint.
The true work, the work that makes Those Who Remain look at you and wonder what kind of monster walked out of the dark, begins when you stop looking at foreign stones and start looking at your own meat.|
Noah sat cross-legged on the starlight slab, listening as the records within the illusory ring turned.
To survive what is coming, you have to engineer your own existence,| Atlas continued, his voice echoing through the hollow cavern.
Long before I built rings, I designed THE Sovereign Genesis of Weighted Origin. The premise was simple enough for even a thick-skulled lifeform to grasp. You do not ask the continuum for power. You demand it by inviting the entire weight of existence to collapse onto your own flesh.|
