412. Unexpected Meeting With The Stars

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412. Unexpected Meeting With The Stars

There were many secrets of the Nexus still yet to be uncovered. One was how the Subfloors were created, and how the system recognized Justica Arms as a partner of the Arbiter, exactly like how Carpalis was to Magus.

She didn’t know if Jury was her System-recognized Beholder just yet, but she figured that would change as soon as she established her Workshop beside the Floor of Amalgamation. None of these, however, compared to the mystery that was the System itself.

It was unclear if the Nexus was the one responsible for its inception, and looking deeper into the status of the Nexus itself revealed that there was only one Advent officially attached to it: The Eternal Library.

< Status of the Nexus >

Upper Sanctum | Stable

Middle Sanctum | Stable

Lower Sanctum | Stable

< Advents of the Nexus >

Eternal Library | Stable

Stable referred to the state of the Nexus. So long as there were no intruders or complications then the Nexus was considered stable. The closest example of an unstable state would be a Floor’s Awakening, or the Librarians invading the Eternal Library. Thankfully, neither had yet to occur.

The lower floors of the Nexus blared with a high-pitched buzz. A message was broadcasted from the Reception to announce that the Blessed would not have to spend Nex to remain within for the next few months. Their small price of this paradise would be covered by the Beholders for the time being. Due to the bottleneck that was the sole Hyperlink Relay Site in H10, the Blessed could not feasibly leave and return without at least a 24 hour wait.

LEVEL : 200 ORIGIN : VampireATT : 2,000MAG ATT : 1,800ATT DEF : 2,000MAG DEF : 2,000RESIST : 350AGI : 65

The stats of all 35 Stars of the Nexus fell into a similar range, varying at most by a 1,000 difference. As one can tell, they were not as powerful as the Moons or their Red Giant counterparts. But they were fast, and most importantly, devoted to the Nexus if the little quip underneath their names was anything to go by.

Their heads were lowered, but their eyes never left Frost’s body. They were inseparable as she passed by with her head raised, her ribbons flowing behind her like a serpent swimming in the air. It never touched the ground, and its fluttering seemed to wave at the Stars she passed.

She smiled at them, nodding, and waving at every single one of them as elegantly as her body allowed. However, she was suspicious of them. Stars were the only members of the Nexus she had little experience in dealing with. To see them all collectively approach her caused her instincts to instantly hone.

And as a result, she exerted Scrutiny upon those that fell into her line of sight.

After all, it was a Star that had betrayed her in the first place. It was not like they could harm her to begin with, but the unease she felt gnawing at her chest did more damage than they ever could.

Suffice it to say, she was surprised to see them here. None dared to speak a word, respecting her silence as she found herself in the center of them all. She came to an abrupt stop, wondering if the Stars were envious of her personal meeting with the Moons just in the Arbiter’s Council ahead.

So, she asked them directly with a voice that reverberated through their bones.

“Have you come to introduce yourselves before I meet with the Moons?” She suddenly asked, turning her head to formally greet them.

One shuddered to the sound of her voice. Another’s hands slithered over their shoulders as they embraced themselves. Frost was held in total awe, for in their eyes she was the very personification of the Nexus they worshipped. An entity not only born from it, but one that owned it.

To be spoken to by her was an honor that Frost couldn’t begin to understand how highly venerated it was in their eyes. It was almost creepy to the point where it felt like it was all just an act, but having seen the loyalty of the Workers to ImpulseWorks that threw them to the wolves – she quickly knew that their veins coursed with euphoria.

“O Amalgam... Was it not by your will that we have assembled before your grace?” An Avian man whose hands were replaced with beautiful wings spoke, causing Frost to internally question what he meant.