After Noah looked at the details of the most powerful one, his eyes became heavier.
Grimvault, THE Primordial Silence!
Calymmian Tier. Ninety-four percent Proterozoic Bone coverage. Four Proterozoic Organs, each one devastating in its own right. A being who had been cultivating power since before most current existences learned to crawl, who had accumulated authority that made Beowulf seem like a junior!
He had come across a truly sturdy wall.
But no matter.
Adversity was Adversity. He could never choose a comfortable level for it, could never tell existence to send him someone he could manage. That was not how growth worked. That was not how someone climbed from nothing to something that made hierarchies seem irrelevant.
He had an enemy before him he could not manage.
The first thing to do was obvious.
'Set him as a target of THE Hadean Existential Singularity.'
He sent the command to RUINATION within his foundations.
