After such words, he motioned toward his Hadean Pillar of Infinity.
HUUM!
Endless blue strings came down from the Pillar, threading through the air like the descending roots of a tree that reached between dimensions. Alongside them, rivers of the Civilization of Greed poured out of the Pillar as well, golden-green currents braiding themselves into the region.
The blue Infinity held the cold of infinite possibility. The gold-green Greed burned warmly against it, the color of amplified appetite, of accumulation refined into methodology. Together they filled the air above the floating island with a texture it had never seen before.
Noah calmly conducted the strings.
They descended onto Octavius first. The Primordial Architect's pale gold eyes blazed with even more defiance as the blue threads touched his opened body, but what the fuck could he do?
