Chapter 15: 15. Noosfera: Resonance of Immortality (14)

15. Noosfera: Resonance of Immortality (14)

Junius used his ki to open a Sky Gate to return to his chambers, I entered it with him as Greysong went back the Kresnik household to process what she experienced alone. Inside Junius' chambers—an invitation by Light Array in his room, no, the more a looked around, there were several different invitations from several different spheres questioning and wondering if he was the warrior who defeated Unodotodo and the [Huldufolk] Unasombra.

The invitation which caught my eye most. "The Acelerado King?" I questioned. By merely uttering his name, we felt an intense weight on our corporeal. "Should we?" I asked.

Junius crossed his arms and recapped our 'successes' so far. "With the witch—our mother sealed, the familiar Unodotodo's pestilence stopped, the druid—Volos not being overly mean to us. Worth(Y) says that one of these invitations is our last fray for revenge—and from one of the Founders of the Omega Force," said Junius.

I added. "The Mercenary of the Omega Force, our revenge is over once we beat them, right?"

I wasn't met with my brother's eyes as he said. "Yeah..."

Contacting the array both our bodies were warped—to a new location.

Within a spatial void. The Acelerado King—a planetary sized man, shadowed by his spatial hoodie sat on his spatial throne. Junius couldn't deny his appearance, he saw right through it. The grey skin, the silver hair—silver armour—cloaked in space—the Acelerado King or by his other alias—the Mercenary of the Omega Force. Junius was acknowledged first.

"Great Acelerado King. Why have you requested of my presence?" Junius asked pretending to be oblivious.

"I wanted to personally thank you for saving my people. I have already congratulated your siblings. The Huldufolk have been a number one enemy of the Acelerado." The Acelerado King's voice was surprisingly calm, quite in vibration and almost soothing. "Our existence denies their importance, as we never evolved because of them and you as Fin you and your brother demonstrated their futility."

"I mean no disrespect when I say this, but why didn't you do anything about them yourself?" I asked.

"I am well aware you already know the answer to that question," said the Acelerado King. Switching the crossing of one leg to atop the other. "The Druid had a tactic, a slow one which had the hopes that the Familiar—Unodotodo would permeate through all Noosphere Infinities or—'Floors', and end itself, however in Aeon Noema emanation the creature did not transcend passed the Barbelo's Womb—yet."

Junius expression arose in ire. "I'm glad you are not going to deny it."

"Easy there." The Acelerado King snapped his fingers. "YinYang-calling: [Manifest]." He continued his commune by Sound-calling. ("The Acelerado Realm is located outside of the Space Halls. It is a supreme world—transcendent of the Aeon Noema.")

We looked back, the Space Halls were like endless spirals of self-similarity, presenting a variety of bizarre and peculiar scenes, although structure within itself similarity, it posed a weird warping continuity, with a part of it all—an unmoving shape of black abyss at its centre.

("From that black egg. The Dragon of Revelation lies. The Revelation of the Method is a fascinating concept of your ancestral slowness. One that is revelatory to your nous even as Consurge. Did humanity literally give its permission for controlling forces to perpetrate what they do by being told in some form what is 'being', or about to be done to it? Even if it’s disguised from their nous in esoteric and occult surge. The Dragon of Revelation—yes, you cannot run away from it.") The Acelerado King informed.

I stared at it. There are two main levels from which I perceived this concept. The first is that revelations simply a method to get the subjects to accept the surge being implemented by higher emanations. The other is, without our explicit or even implied agreeance, these things have already taken place and are simply happening again. Looking at the techne of our conscious—computers—the latter seems true with the implementations of higher emanations dictating both our 'components and code', however Huld a 'computer virus' leading to necessary software updates, a warping notion that needs to be satiated. My brother and I entirely forgot we carried it with us—the source of—Unodotodo, we withheld that information.

The scene changed. We sensed and observed thousands of vibrancies in totality above an LVL of 80—Surge of Graviton equating to 4, which meant that just in the area that we could observed the collective stars of the Acelerado Realm, there were at least several thousand living beings naturally above Uncle Zosimos Aurora Consurge—which I would later find out is a—Surgem Graviton of 5. The Noumenon here, were startling. Acelerados—The highest adaptability of any species. By constant acceleration—a level of speed at a maximum and limitless level, transcending the logical limits. Capable of performing movement beyond Noosphere Infinities of time—completely outside and separate from the grand design of the Space HALLs. As I witness, I felt slight hope. I felt as if I too could muster a sequence outside of the retrocausality of the warped destinations of my race.

As we perceived deeper within the Acelerado Realm, we were taken aback by the continuously stretched Acelerado bodies. They looked like never-ending worms entangled by one another, running endlessly without end. The Acelerados without nous outran all, space, time, non-space, non-time, duality, probability, improbability, possibility, nothingness, existence. They had outrun it all. The Acelerado King elaborated by Sound-calling. ("The [Time Taker Acelerados]. They are free, both everywhere and nowhere. True liberation.")

"This abstractness you call free. They're not going anywhere," said Junius.

("That is right. There is nowhere to go. Possessing no end as well as no beginning. Immune to death, warping and erasure, and time, ultimately being free from reality and concepts. The [Time Taker Acelerados] you see have out moved it all, they have outpaced it all,") said the Acelerado King.

My heart sunk, reflecting—Was this what my brother was doing? An endless run from the acceptance of death? I enquired that question seeing the endless timeless worms that formed the Time Taker Acelerados. "As their King, you allow this?" I asked.

("As the King of the Acelerados I am to them as the [Prince of Presence] and sovereign families are to you. These are souls of the guided, they have accelerated all their problems to their logical conclusion, and free of any possible pain, they know and have experienced every problem around them through this accelerated understanding, there are truly free, an infinite intelligence that permeates through every part of their body transcending them beyond all complication. The Acelerados you know—those who are unguided and keep themselves bound numbing their transcendences, merely act as the pretending rule. Normalis Acelerados much like you Continuus sapiens will not do, place, ponder or act any different than how every creature has acted before you, they are slow. I am simply the source of the Normalis numbing, a boundary to distinguish,") said the Acelerado King.

Warping again to buildings with strange designs—scattered about like stars in the sky.

("Boys?") A sound calling alerted us, we were no longer a manifest of his YinYang-calling, our bodies and soul present had weight in seeing and being recognised.

The person who alerted us waving. "Lady Organa," I said, floating to her.

"I told you Nodin, no need for formalities," said Organa.

Going past Normalis Acelerado spatial city sites, enjoying the similarities in culture and interaction—besides appearance and vibrancy—there were no differences between Junius, myself, and the Normalis Acelerados.

"I only came to visit family—I'm heading back to the guild. If you're going to stay, I recommend you check out the Noumenon training spheres," said Organa. After parting ways, that was where Junius and I decided to go before going back home to come up with a strategy.

Accelerated to the location by merely desiring the destination. The hall was divided into more than a dozen venues, all separate spheres of separate expertise. Watching, I understood that—the 'destination' is how the Acelerados grew, a logical acceleration of the destination of every action they perform and surging those accelerations towards the right process. For example, certain things provide feel good hormones that surge throughout one's corporeal, a Consurge would continuously attempt to live their lives by fulfilling this process only causing a greater crash upon not doing it successfully. An Acelerado on the other hand speeds up the process towards the most ideological means of getting that fulfilment towards their finish line and destination—living predetermined lives that way, the Normalis Acelerado simply do not destine themselves by higher surge, to live at a normal pace, and do not go out of that destiny—resulting in incredibly peaceful lives.

We flew and investigated the unending training hall and its many spheres, Junius stopped to watch Acelerado Noumenon swapping pointers with each other in the arena sphere. Their movements explored the intention behind every movement's destination, exerting force at the same time—the grounds of the arena sphere suffered overwhelming force, causing them to almost shatter the arena planet completely.

A few minutes later, the match at the arena ended. Amidst the shouts of everyone the sphere rewound too normal. The loser left the arena happy.

"I wonder who is going to challenge I, Gualter, the Noumenon Prince of All Normalis Acelerados?" The winning challenger—Gualter, spikey white hair and a confident demeanour of experience—although young announced.

Junius looked over with a smile and flew onto the spheres arena. "Can I have a go?"

Gualter smirked. "A Consurge, it's rare to see your kind here. You must be special."

"Yes, but not as special as the Noumenon Prince of All Normalis Acelerados," said Junius, also with a cocky smile. "Soul-calling: [Aurora Anahata]."

"Raysight," said Gualter. Seeing Junius change in hair colour to an aurorean green and eyes to an iris purple, Gualter was dazed for a moment before smiling. "Your certainly not weak."

Name: Junius Allfather Education: Terra Academy of Noumancy (Grades 1-) Guild Affiliation: Junyun Du Guild Community Status: Saint

Color Grades Strength [LBlue] = 12 Intelligence [DBlue] = 20 Agility [LBlue] = 12 You are reading story Noosfera: The Noogenesis of Nodin Talehart (Warped Progression Fantasy) at novel35.com Charisma [LBlue] = 12 Endurance [DBlue] = 20

Life Vibrancy Level 12+20+12+12+20 = 76

76 = 0.76 LVL conversion LVL 20 = 1 AP (+) LVL conversion (LVL above 20) LVL 40 = 2 AP (+) LVL conversion (Additive LVL) LVL 60 = 3 AP (+) LVL conversion (Additive LVL) Graviton: 5.88 Warning: Has access to Individualistic-calling Warning: Has access to Individualistic-calling Warning: Sovereign child of the House of Allfather Warning: Title holder of Gradus ascendentis of the Thunderland sphere Warning: Possesses Aurorean state—Aurora Consurge

"His hair and his eyes changed," someone in the audience stated the obvious.

I explained. "This is the Aurorean Consurge state. A Soul-calling that transcends his vibrancy's attraction to a higher emanation of the Aeon Noema—a Third-tier Calling, increasing the Action Potential of his corporeality—giving him more weight of the Graviton boundaries, transcending the idea of Plus, Minus, Equals and Huldu." I presented my superior understanding.

Gualter observed. "If your Surgem is similar to our TachyON in Graviton, 5—Action Potential, you outweigh 4D—space-time. That's unique for a Consurge," said Gualter.

"Yes, I learnt it from my uncle who's over three billion years old," said Junius.

"By his ascendence, he's made you and I quite relative," Gualter informed.

The fight began. Both disappeared.

Someone in the audience pointed. "Wait their back!"

Junius' wiped the sweat from his face. At this moment calculatedly speaking they had thought the equivalating time of several years. Everyone chatted spiritedly, slightly in disbelief; the stares that looked at Junius were no longer as if looking at a newcomer and a foreigner, instead looking at another Noumenon.

The smoke pervading everywhere gradually dissipated. Everyone was shocked that just as they had reappeared, they disappeared.

"I think now they are fighting at the sphere's core!" a watcher said bewildered.

Deep within the sphere Gualter shouted in his heart. It was a matter of endurance before them—warping reality to their conditions beyond logic or reason and performing physical feats beyond imagination, effecting each other's corporeality with speeds beyond any rational or scientific measurements towards continuous skill and harm.

Junius surged the maximum of his Color Grades AP towards a singular causation. A punch with Power-calling which immediately warped towards a Second-tier calling in its surge—A nullification and outweigh to the concept of momentum, a Null-calling, however within the same instantaneous process, Gualter accelerated to such a defiant degree in his pivot with his Yang-calling that he created a new noetic ideation against Junius—With an evenly matched offensive, an acceleration out of to the erasure of momentum meant the destination of Junius' attack never actually happened—my heart was moved in understanding.

Powering down in his collapse. His LVL and Graviton returned to normal, the momentum of the entire fight that happened—out pacing it all to such a degree it never happened at all, a retrocausal causation so fast it out paced any initialled that happened—with Junius accelerated momentum nullification too non-existent. The results showed Gualter as the winner.

Regardless of the winner or loser, the insight of other Normalis Acelerado Noumenon surged an applause, as Gualter reached out his hand to help Junius up. "That was exhilarating, thank you," said Gualter.

I looked at Gualter's Surgem by Raysight, or the Acelerado equivalent—TachyON.

Name: Gualter Gideon Occupation: Noumenon Prince of All Normalis Acelerados Guild Affiliation: Normalis Noumenon Group

Color Grades Action [LBlue] Reaction [Black] Endurance [DBlue]

TachyON Level 12x26x20 = 6240 /1000 Deceleration Graviton Conversion = 6.240

I beamed with mycontinued understanding that there were still levels to all of this. I also grinned—being graced with the opportunity to see the different means by which different people lived life in different playing fields, and still won in different ways. I was given hope.

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