The discussion continued afterward, Noah and Primus talking about what to expect and what not to expect.
Embarrassingly, Primus was unable to guess the next actions of the Progenitors. The only thing - truthful and accurate - he could share with Noah was sothing the man himself had already guessed:
The Progenitors were doing it on purpose by letting the universe get wrecked on all sides.
Noah now knew why. Because the less stable and whole Primus was, the less powerful he would be, which would an less obstacle in getting the Horn from him.
The bastards were ready to jeopardize the very ho they were born in for that fad Horn. And that realization made Noah ask one more important question,
"What would happen if they obtain the Horn?" He inquired, looking deeply into the pale Will. "And I want a concrete, honest answer. Give all the truths, and let decide how to act with them."
Primus chuckled. It was hollow and humorless.
"Sotis, Prince, lies are necessary." Primus said. "Never have you heard? A lie that heals is better than a truth that destroys. Rember that. Especially in your case, as you are a leader, a father and at husband."
"Not all truths must be spoken. Not everyone wants truths. So need lies in order to grow. Learn how to differentiate when to say one or another."
"If truths shall kill them," Noah grated, Diatah holding the sa serious and determined expression as him, "then let them die."
"And holding truth from ans you are robbing of analyzing
the whole situation and choosing the most appropriate path. One less fact ans one more hole in my plan... and I hate such things."
"You are stubborn, Prince." Primus whispered. "As expected of you, I daresay?"
"And you are a bother. You avoid talking about truth, yet you always finish by talking about it."
"We are always pulled in the direction we are ant to walk; where the ending of a story waves at us with forlorn eyes." The Will drawled, his voice like a gentle kiss on the cheek. "But who said it was ? Maybe there is another reason why I can't stop talking about Truth."
He smiled strangely, looking alternatively at each of them. "Yes. Just maybe."
Noah's eyebrows knitted together. However, Primus was already speaking again, his voice coming out fast this ti.
"You want truth, so truth I shall give you. At least, my version of it. Take it however you want."
"You talk too much." Diatah hissed, tired of the babbling Primus. "Speak and let's be done with it."
"If not the husband then the wife." Primus clicked his tongue. "I truly dislike impatient people."
"We also-!"
"They will go beyond Progenitor." Primus interrupted Noah's words with a mocking smile. "By owning my Horn - which is quite a high-level one in Reality- and using it in the right way, they could beco a Crowned."
"A Crowned?" Noah echoed.
"The rank just below Pillar. Powerful in a way beyond . I have seen only one in my long life. And I pray each second to never relive that mont." Primus said, wiping an imaginary sweat, then followed,
"There exist only seven Pillars in Reality. But there exist even fewer Crowned, for it is not only harder to step into that level but also to stay alive within it. The poor guys never live long."
"Because of the Pillars, I presu." Noah said, cocking his head.
"Smart." Primus praised. "Yes. A Crowned is a threat to a Pillar. And no one likes to have a threat breathing down on them. Am I wrong?"
"You are not." Noah acknowledged.
"I know I am not. Now that you know what those ungrateful people are after, how will you fare? And I must specify, the hidden races will
also participate."
"Even them?" Noah asked, feeling sohow a little anxious concerning those guys. Unknown enemies were always the worst.
He knew nothing of them, but they certainly knew so things about him, considering how loud he was.
"Of course. I daresay, especially them!" Primus said. "No one would
want to pass up the opportunity for an ascension. Especially not beings who have always loathed living chained in a place where they have no real opponents and no sense of purpose."
Primus paused, licking his lips. "Now they have found one. And Mother's rcy on , it's terrifying when a powerful being knows
how to use its own power."
"I see." Noah simply said, closing his eyes briefly. "What will you give , then, as support for such an endeavor?"
"You know best what you need." Primus replied. "So tell ."
Noah began to think. He was tempted to propose binding him, but
soone like Primus would certainly not accept knowing what that
would an.
At least, not now. The old Will still seed to have so other backup plan besides him. Which would not be surprising.
Primus had lived long enough to know not to put his entire future in one bucket. The risk was imnse.
Considering all of that, Noah decided on the one thing he managed to think of. However, before sharing it with Primus, he did sothing
none expected.
He turned towards Diatah, leaning over, whispered his thoughts, and asked her opinion about the matter.
Primus was witness, but the way Diatah lost her composure - the way her face twisted in a way Noah had never seen - was sothing
he would never forget.
For the first ti, Diatah stuttered when talking to Noah, her voice subtly wavering. But that only lasted for a couple of seconds before she regained her usual self- or even colder - while answering his
inquiry.
Satisfied with her reaction, Noah listened to her opinion before finally deciding on the one thing he wanted from Primus.
"Are you sure?" The Will inquired, tilting his head to the side in the process after hearing it. "I can give you much more than this."
"That alone will be largely enough." Noah said, slowly getting up, hearing his joints thundering.
It was ti to go back, he decided. And before going, Noah still needed to take back what was his.
"You are now the Progenitor of Dragons and Elves." Primus said first,
opening his right palm. There, two lights - one black shaped like a roaring dragon, the other green shaped like a peaceful rustling tree - were peacefully rotating around each other.
With no further hesitation, he sent the two lights towards Noah and
witnessed how each of these lights went inside the Prince, going towards his soul and very existence.
Noah's body trembled, a bright luster suddenly covering his whole
fra.
"From now on, Noah, you are the Progenitor of Dragons and Elves." Primus declared, smiling, sensing a shift in the internal chaos of the
universe.
The light disappeared.
Noah accepted the new station with a calm smile, sensing a new type of connection inside of him, Diatah at his side. He looked at her, expecting her to act now, but the woman did nothing.
It seed whatever she had heard during that eting made her alter
her plan in a way Noah could no longer guess. At least, for now. Having done everything, the strange and unexpected eting now over, Noah and Diatah left Primus's company.
And the universe resud its natural course.
-End of Chapter 508-
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