Chapter 3221 Purpose! I
Within the brilliance of the Megalos Beyond.
A massive eye with a triangular pupil stretched out millions of tentacles to cover everything in this area.
Enclosed within was a titanic worm like Outerversal Morphon, a Young Light Morphon, and the recently born Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias, whose body was enlarging at a rapid pace.
The ravings of Outerversal Morphon Tabatha were also heard by Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias amidst his brilliance.
Ravings of the Sign.
So after thousands of tentacles were cast down across the Megalos Beyond from him as he successfully bound many Enders of Existence as Delegates, he took a pause. Nôv(el)B\\jnn
He waited for the computations and analysis from the Infinite Omniverse on what would happen if he carried out a grand ordeal and observed his own changes as well as those receiving tendrils of Outerversal Authority within the Infinite Omniverse.
His singularities that took the place of his eyes on his head blinked as he gazed around as if he were waking from a reverie, the eyes on the wings behind his back being even more brilliant!
As he gazed around, so did those who had been watching him this whole time further scrutinize him.
The voice of the Observer of Old and Young was the first one to ring out towards him as he came to.
"What is your purpose, Young One?"
...!
His purpose.
The Observer of Old and Young had told him before that after performing Alieia multiple times and expanding his knowledge of Existence, his purpose would gradually form.
So he had seen.
Thousands of lines were cast down as he bound multiple Delegatus and attained their memories, hopes, dreams, and livelihoods for as long as they had lived!
How did this inform his purpose?
"I observe the old and young, Ozymandias. I have personally seen the births of millions of Outerversal Morphons over the cycles as most times, I end things with observance. Other times, I do more than this. When I come across those with a unique purpose, I aid them. You...have a unique purpose and are currently surrounded by lore that will make it very difficult for you to live past even a single cycle."
...!
"Whether this lore relates to you truly or not cannot be said with surety, but it has now been linked to you regardless. Not much can be kept secret within the Megalos Beyond, much less something that relates to this that many sensitive beings already set up securities to hear about it any time it is mentioned across the Megalos Beyond. So, Young One, will you take my aid as we ascertain certain lore and Fables from many cycles ago?"
The aid of Outerversal Morphon Phulax.
A terrifying entity that is still millions of times larger than Ozymandias, with a level of power unknown in its stature across the Megalos Beyond.
So of course, the wings of Ozymandias pulsed with brilliance as he nodded with contemplation.
...!
A choice was made.
Outerversal Morphon Phulax gazed at Noah with scrutiny before tendrils of obsidian lightning flashed across its body, its massive size beginning to shrink.
"Take on the smallest and weakest form you can take. What we are about to do requires a level of stealth to ensure it goes smoothly."
The smallest and weakest form.
The massive body of the Observer of Old and Young, which was larger than even Domains of Existence, shrank down tremendously as countless tentacles retreated into a small singularity, this singularity taking on a humanoid form.
The smallest. The weakest possible form.
It wasn't known what the Observer of Old and Young based this on, but he transformed into the image of an old man with tan skin that shone with a bronze luster.
Messy dark and white hair covered his head as he seemed hunched over, his hand thrusting out to weave millions of tentacles into a walking stick that he grasped and hit the pointed end on the space below him.
BOOM!
A circular obsidian wave of light shot out that began to cover all of the surrounding space- twisting and disrupting everything as if all their tracks were being covered.
Ozymandias himself looked at this scene as his body became smaller, the visible threads of thousands that sank across the Megalos Beyond disappearing as his authority allowed them to be visible or entirely invisible!