Atop a starry golden floating island swirling with the essence of dreams, a trade was made.
Noah was given an influx of prompts for all the new treasures he obtained into his Vaults of Quintessence as thousands of golden lines of words rained down.
{You have gained the Soul Nourishing Herb of Extremity.}
{You have gained the Extremity Relic- Glass Cannon.}
{You have gained the Extremity Relic- Earring of the Deceiver.}
Aeonic Treasures of Extremity, Extremity Relics, and much more flowed into his pockets as this…was only the first step.