2272 The Abecedarian Sacrarium! I

With an obsidian crystalline floor as its base, a massive fortress surrounded the location where beings would arrive in after passing through the specific point in space within the Planar Palisades of Extremity that led to this Abecedarian Sacrarium!

Bone armored Ancestral Lernaeans could be seen enacted across these fortress walls as massive ships and vessels looking ancient and futuristic simultaneously were prevalent, all of these Lernaeans adorned in similar bone Armaments to signify a single force.

WAA!

From the top of the far away fortress walls, a silver disk floated out that carried a few dozen Ancestral Lernaeans, the one leading it letting out waves of power at the 6th Boundary Layer as it was a woman clad in black- her eyes releasing Pearls of Light that brightened up the surroundings.

This was the two-fold security system where there was a Protector in the Planar Palisades of Extremity protecting the entrance, and there were even more protectors right outside the Abecedarian Sacrarium itself to confirm all those entering!

The Ancestral Descendants from the remaining Legion of Katya that Noah had influenced with Quintessential Pathogenicity rose to answer as for himself...he gazed at the skies above the fortress walls and the fantastical Abecedarian Sacrarium in the far distance.

He linked everything with his memories as he saw the dozens of Miniature Planes of Existence that were even lower than Minor Planes, their existence unique as Planes like this could be found clustered in different locations within the Havens of Extremity and Planar Palisades.

A location with stable Planes of Existence was one of the safer zones for a civilization to thrive in, and the Ancestral Lernaeans had great fortune and destiny to come across what they designated as the Abecedarian Sacrarium in the past. It was a region of a cluster of Planes that held a myriad of Aeonic Treasures of Extremity- something that granted the Ancestors a foothold in the Vaults of Extremity and propelled their power to a state where they could at least resist against those already here!

It was magnificent.

It was a glorious scene to see as multicolored rivers of essence passed across dozens of Planes to converge towards the Abecedarian Sacrarium- forming into a singularity at the very center as these dense waves of essence then flowed down onto this location and caused a dense concentration of life and wonder.

Auras of countless Existences could be felt from this Abecedarian Sacrarium alone as the number...was just slightly less than the number of existences within Noah's Infinite Plane.

Slightly less!

This was how vast it was.

And this...was only a single Sacrarium out of many under the dominion of the Ancestral Lernaeans.

Looking at the vibrant waves of Extremity cascading down all around, Noah's heart burned as it became even firmer in its wishes.

Yes, he loved exploring and understanding all the fantastical things that lay out there as this was part of the reason why he pushed himself into the Vaults of Extremity, but this wasn't the root give rise to that motivated him to remain on his path!

Since he was on the blue planet working as a Hunter, his aim had been escaping the confines of weakness so that much stronger beings did not dictate his life.

He sought to be the strongest being not just because he enjoyed the feeling of power and Tyranny, but it was because the strongest force was always the one that put everyone else at their mercy!

As he thought of this, he turned towards the figure of Katelyn's mother who seemed just like Katelyn but a few years older.

Luna.

He recalled the conversation he had with her not too long ago about how the fate of the weak would always be controlled by the strong!

If he didn't seek ridiculous levels of strength. If he was still relaxing as the top hunter on the blue planet, or if he had even relaxed much further down the line in the Firmaments of Ascendancy.

When Desiderius enacted his plan or the wishes of the Ancestors to destroy all of the Barren Lands was carried out and he did not have the power...what would have been the result?

If he had not become the Noah Osmont that he was now and did not worry about how fast he rose and was still loitering in the Firmaments of Ascendancy, he and his family would have been erased without even knowing why!

His mother would be no more.

Adelaide would be no more.

His son would be no more!

Barbatos would be no more!

Eowyn would be no more!

The Spiritual Land he had cultivated from a floating island would have become nothing but dredges across the Planar Palisades of Extremity.

Entire Realities and Planes would have been wiped out...just so that the Wills of the Ancestral Lernaeans that he was stepping in the homes of would be achieved.

Just so that they could gain a little bit of power.

This...would have been his fate if he did not do the reality shattering and balance-breaking things he was doing.

He would have no say when impossible events occurred.

And he...wanted to have a say in his life. He wanted to have the control so that when a being with obscene strength arose and imposed his Will, Noah could rise with even more horrendous strength to stand against it!

So that the family he had built did not just disappear one day.

So that the home he had forged did not turn to dust along with him as the only thing he had left was regret.

This was the why.

He did not know the full situation and mysteries of the Havens of Extremity. He did not even know about the infinitesimally small portion that was the Aeonic Haven of Dissolution that he had just arrived into an even smaller location of.

All he knew was that he had to continue exceeding the fabric of Reality itself and gain a level of power that reached so high...that no being in the Aeonic Haven of Dissolution could ever dictate his fate.