The thoughts in Steel's weaving were his own as the words of the Undefined Existence showed sharpness at this moment- tendrils of Vacuous Existential Authority swirling around it!
|You are…?|
It was a question that this Entity asked itself, but the emperor seated on the throne reclined on it calmly as he replied with clarity.
{I am.}
…!
I am.
An affirmation of an identity.
But what identity exactly?
Others may not know, but the weaving of the Dikastes of Extremity was a terrifying one as they instantly understood.
|You!|
BOOM!
And their authority exploded out as they moved out instantly.
They had to!
There was no time to wonder how this being had been sitting right under their noses and they couldn't find him until now.
There was no time to wonder how they didn't get feedback from the surrounding Records and reality about this being!
Tomorrow's working chapter titles: Call out to the Weaver!, Treachery and Plots! I