He was inside a region filled with primordial cosmic authority- the domain of the White Ascender and everything tied to his legacy.
And yet, he extended the senses of the Peacemaker and the Investigator, letting them stretch outward for billions of light-years.
Across these vast light-years, he collected intricate weavings of information.
Details about galaxies that shimred at the edge of thought. About clusters of universes growing in number as one ascended the Infinite Cosmic Tower.
He saw the different domains of the Taos.
The auras of countless existences—so in the Universal Realm, others in the Universal Filant Realm. And his will continued to rise, perating higher and higher across the Tower.
He could even detect the weavings inside hidden Tao Domains. Universal Treasures. Even Universal Filant Treasures—buried in places others had never discovered.
All of it, he gathered. Every strand. Every thread. The capability of his Enneagram surged to shocking new heights!
And as he collected more, his will continued ascending—perating deeper and deeper into the Infinite Tower until finally…
He raised his brows and smiled.
He looked upward, as if sothing was hovering just a few feet away, when in truth, he was staring at soone billions of light-years in the distance.
The musings of the Investigator flowed through the cosmos and stumbled across a Cosmic Realm entity for the first ti—well, one who wasn't dead, unlike the White Ascender, whose legacy he now carried.
He spotted a creature the size of a planet, sprawled lazily between Clusters of Universes. Part of its form resembled a massive crab.
It had dazzling blue gems in its sockets, shimring with cosmic light.
But Alexander had no issues with it. And it had none with him. So, he moved on.
His will kept spreading, absorbing more than he ever expected. His mind expanded with both knowledge and wonder.
He realized that the higher he went in the Tower, the more vibrant and complex existence beca. And yet, strangely, much of it felt purposeless.
As if many of these beings were just...caged. Accepting their confinent. Staying inside their domains without ever questioning why.
A few had managed to comprehend, or even begin assimilating, the Primordial Cosmic Tao.
In regions laced with pristine white-gold energy, he saw seas of it- oceans of glorious power.
And then, another sea in a separate direction. Equally stunning. But crimson.
Ruin.
Another Primordial Authority. Arguably more dangerous and destructive than the Primordial Cosmic Tao. The Crimson Ruinborn wielded it terrifyingly well!
Alexander ntally added it to his ever-growing to-do list, to understand and assimilate that too.
Still, his will climbed.
Every layer of existence he touched tugged at a thread of information. Until finally—after minutes of limitless searching—he stumbled upon sothing that tugged back.
A thread of causality.
He overheard a conversation between three Cosmic Entities.
"The Unweaver is recruiting again. More and more Cosmic Entities to challenge the Apex of the Infinite Cosmic Tower. A thousand years ago, he failed—seventy-five percent casualty rate. You going?"
…!
An entity draped in glowing chains of white-gold brilliance asked the question to two won floating beside him.
One had the head of a feline. The other looked entirely human. Both of them hovered with unnatural grace in a chaotic region swirling with Primordial authority—and the power of Ruin.
The two exchanged a look. Then one of them sighed and gazed into the distance.
"We've been locked here since birth. We don't know what's outside—or if there is an outside. If the Infinite Cosmic Tower really plans to keep us here forever... why not stay and enjoy our lives?"
…!
Her tone was full of resignation. Acceptance. And when the man heard it, his eyes flashed with disappointnt. He shook his head.
"Our power is real. Our realm is real. Are we really going to let ourselves be prisoners for eons- until our origins collapse into nothing? If the Unweaver is fighting for us to break out, then I say we join him. The failure from a thousand years ago has been studied. That pristine entity claims he's ninety percent confident this ti- if enough cosmic entities co together. Only united can we overco the Apex of the Infinite Cosmic Tower. Only then can we escape this prison we have been trapped in our entire lives."
His voice was not just passionate, it vibrated with hope and an ever evolving thread of wonder. With the promise of freedom!
The others turned thoughtful. Maybe... just maybe... they would join the Unweaver if destiny said so. They had to check with their own fates so that they didn't beco another percentage casualty!
As these three cosmic beings had a conversation.
None of them knew.
Not a single one realized soone billions of light-years away was eavesdropping.
Alexander's Enneagram began whispering their nas even. Pulling details from records scattered across the cosmos and feeding them directly into his mind.
He studied the influx of knowledge and nodded.
Finally, he had found sothing tied to the enemy- or more accurately, the target he had to kill.
A being of profound strength. A true contender. One leading the charge to shatter the Tower's highest point!
Alexander smiled as he opened his eyes and turned to the still-shocked figure of the White Ascender, Arthur.
"The target you gave in exchange for your legacy and the Luminarch Caches...is a tough one. He is already at the forefront of power inside the Infinite Cosmic Tower. And he's making his move to break past the Apex right now. He's pulling in every cosmic entity he can find to try again—even though the last attempt, a thousand years ago, failed."
…!
He spoke with the ease of soone discussing weather. Or maybe selecting a book from a shelf inside Arthur's grand archives.
But Arthur wasn't calm. Not even close.
He trembled, shaken by rage and disbelief. He didn't even ask how Alexander had found this out as he entirely believed him and then he just shouted.
"The Deceiver likely plans to kill any entity that does join him! He must be stopped!"
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