What Achilles felt was utterly obscene at this moment.
Every time he felt like he understood the changes occurring within him, he was proven wrong. The transformations exceeded his comprehension, then exceeded his revised comprehension, then exceeded that as well!
His existence was becoming something he could not track even as it happened.
Because mind you, he was not only benefitting from THE Great Archean Flood.
He had been assimilating the Waters of THE Great Archean Flood.
And it was not like he stopped. He still kept at it.
The white waves crashed through his existence with force that should have overwhelmed any being at THE First Scale. Most lifeforms experiencing this flood would either Persevere through the evolutionary pressure or perish from inability to adapt. Achilles was doing something else entirely. He was consuming the very nature of the Cause itself, integrating its fundamental principles into his being with each passing moment.
