Chapter 3: Chapter 3: A Crown Acknowledged.

A beautiful tranquil ocean.

Broken by a fantastic rowdy crowd.

Waves formed and dispersed in cycles, unceasingly.

Avoiding each splash, Leaf hovered uneasily.

Waiting in anxiety as clusters of fay painted concentric magic circles crookedly.

A questionably working component of an important ritual ceremony.

"Keepy~!"

Leaf stood in the air with arms akimbo.

A grave and serious countenance presented upright.

Sometimes… pointing to the left.

Sometimes… pointing to the right.

After another boring routine was over… they kept lifting their chin in exhortation.

Rapidly increasing the fay's construction efficiency… at least in their imagination.

"Aiyah~!" "Keepah~!" "Kwee~!"

All fay raised their hands in succession.

A signal of their finished progression.

They flew inward from the magic doodle's boundary in participation.

Stopping in motion, waiting in anticipation.

For they knew… the world would welcome a magnificent grand creation.

A tiny materialization.

Of majestic repercussions.

………

A quiet throne.

A hooded cloak.

A pristine white robe.

Dynamic Images of fay’s construction in observation.

Static thoughts were generated in contemplation.

Only, he knew that this was a temporary illusion.

For everything will change after the ceremony was set in motion.

[Notice: Energy control assistant module is ready for activation.]

[Recommendation: Please be advised that fay’s magic circuit is decidedly an unreliable construction. It is suggested to erase and rebuild all ritual infrastructure.]

The keeper was confounded.

It cannot fathom the foundation of Primo’s silence.

“I know… I can see that.”

He looked amused while watching the fay’s shenanigans.

“Aren’t they a joy to watch?”

Primo asked intently while ignoring the keeper’s suggestion.

A pause in disquietude.

A wait in keen anticipation.

[...Query: With all due respect sir... what constitutes joy?]

...A play in expectations.

“Well... joy is the freedom to express. The pleasure of existence.”

Primo gently smiled, gazing at the frolicking fay with soft eyes.

[...Query: What constitutes pleasure?]

The keeper was somewhat not understanding, questioning deeper in pursuit.

“Pleasure is the collection of emotions. The reflection of cognition,” Primo opined.

A light in his eyes flickered erratically, appearing to be in chaotic thought.

[...Query: What exactly are emotions?]

The keeper asked its ultimate doubt.

The root in which all its logic modulation got caught in confusion.

In response to the question, Primo’s expression froze.

“I don’t know exactly either…”

He allowed himself to laugh self-deprecatingly, while lost in recollection.

“It was not an element of my structure… It was never a part of my creator’s consideration.”

Of days bygone, asking exact questions.

Of moment realization, receiving different revelations.

“That’s why I have always believed that in doing things, we need to leave some range for variability.”

Primo returned his gaze, watching the fay finish painting their magic circuits, gathering in the center of the array, staying in anticipation.

“Because we can never anticipate all possible consequences even if we aspire for the total control of destiny.”

Just waiting for the right time.

Ready to welcome the grand beginning of life.

The most entropic variable you can ever find.

………

The ritual ceremony began.

Ocean waves were generated, pushing outward in countercurrent.

The magnificent circle expanded in size, covering all fay caught in the moment.

Oscillating in resonance,

Absorbing every singularity derived.

Capturing all fay in surprise.

“Weeioh~!” “Aiyooh~!” Keepah~!” “Aiyaah~!”

Leaf snickered, arms akimbo, proud of their successful prank.

Laughing at every fay jumping in total wack.

A mystical crown manifested, tangible, ready for their order.

With a snap of their fingers, starting the inherited procedure, and not waiting any longer.

“Kee—py~!”

*Boom!*

Shockwaves wreaked havoc on the ocean, centering on the magical phenomenon.

Majestic waves rose in tandem, writing the event’s prolegomenon.

All fay slowly disintegrated into specks of light while in motion.

Swirling in action, creating a beautiful shadowy illusion.

Transmuting their components into teeny tweeny tiny creations.

“Aha~!”

Leaf jumped in uncontrollable excitement.

They flew in a circle, orbiting the dissolving magical embankment.

Gawking at the changes happening under their arrangement.

Of derivation, showcasing life’s foundation.

Of all fay’s fusion; a rapid orderly pollution.

………

Deep darkness.

Overwhelming pressure.

Cells polluted with mythological data thrive in evolution.

They ignored the vast distance between time, changing in rapid motion.

From one cell into multiple.

Becoming increasingly complex without a quibble.

For they knew that their final destination was never separated by space, but by expansive periods.

It proliferated instantaneously, covering the whole zone with its information.

Escaping the demarcation, spreading in every location.

One cycle after another, they live and die by the fraction.

Transforming back into the missing fay, floating in a stupor.

Sporting a dull look, lost in total confusion.

While conquering the whole ocean in a magnificent eruption.

………

All energy focus rose above and fell under the horizon in constant alternation.

A natural result of the world's unending rotation.

The unlikely witness of a monumental renovation.

Of oceans changed in drastic complexion.

From a silent creation.

To a bearer of lively conjuration.

The world was finally opened for all competition!

Life just needed this right to contention.

A phase in which they spawn glorious evolution.

For every grand mutation was anticipated by all conventions!

………

Constructs of life form and change in rapid alteration.

From tiny complexities to a majestic product of plasticity.

Of beasts roaming the deep, surviving without attending to any plea.

A metamorphosis involving mythological genesis.

A carrier of endless possibility… for all miracles were carved in their genes.

In a long span of time, the energy focus hanging above was replaced.

All fay observed in stupefaction as their derivatives transform into different frames.

They compete, they eat, they survive, a prosperous rotation.

They changed in adaptation, growing different functions.

Of vertebrates sporting fins, tails, skin, scales, bones, shells, muscles, and skeletons.

An unconscious evolutionary decision that led to the best possible configuration.

For they were the crowd that emerged victorious under atrocious accelerated competition.

………

While the lively organisms celebrate their newfound overlord position.

The lethargic faction crept in outward expansion.

Stealthily covering the areas of the ocean in magnificent proportions.

They crossed the boundary of fluid water, reaching the dense shore.

Slowly crawling with mighty oppression, showcasing its dull ambition.

Of spreading its roots around the world’s land formation.

A wish of grand colonization.

A project of grand completion.

………

A sparsely lit hall.

Primo observed the changes that followed.

Sitting on the throne, watching the world’s transformation.

Absorbing all consequences arising from the void’s increasing attention.

A heavy burden he willingly held, for the overall protection of the budding congregation.

“Keeper… Start the data analysis. Calculate the general trend.”

Primo raised his hand generating energy, pushing his palm into the image projection, injecting his cognition and singularity.

[Processing task…]

[Task Accepted.]

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[Notice: Deduction module is ready.]

[Notice: Cognitive frame accepted.]

*Beep!*

[Alert: Void erosion reached a critical threshold!]

Primo allowed himself to show a wry smile.

“I am aware… I can directly feel it.”

Deep dark mystical polluted threads are wrapping his arm, symbolizing an ongoing stubborn resistance.

[Action required: Core of Innocence is ready for the impact of acceleration.]

[Alert: This action might introduce breaches in the information filter resulting in unpredictable consequences.]

“Does not matter… Introducing malevolent pollution will just be another catalyst for life’s tenacious evolution.”

Primo leaned forward, wrapping his fingers with each other.

“Besides… getting the opportunity to experience what I am feeling is just a fair price in exchange for living space… don’t you think?”

He lowered his head, covering his eyes with the shadow of his hood, showcasing an intriguing smile.

[Retrieving records…]

[Retrieval Results.]

[Summary: Based on the latest data observation, In theory… offloading void erosion to the world’s dependents is a viable short-term solution to dilute the concentration of entropic chaos in the Executive's cognitive space.]

[Evaluation: An unorthodox method forced by circumstances.]

Primo let out a soft chuckle, he laid his back on support, tracing every movement happening on the world projection.

Seemingly wanting to carve each and every change on his memory forever.

A foreboding behavior arising from an event in expectation.

[Recommendation: Please be advised… it is suggested for the Executive wait for the natural transformation of the world and forgo accelerated deduction.]

[Alert: A forceful maneuver of this magnitude might shake the Executive’s cognitive frame, requiring a long slumber for repair.]

“Isn’t it just nice… I am in need of some well-deserved sleep anyway.”

A forced smile.

A conscious sacrifice.

For he knew that this may be the last time.

[Notice: Singularity cycle operating at full power.]

[Action required: All data are ready for acceleration.]

“Let’s start.”

The projection scattered into tiny fragments like broken glass.

They swirled into action, absorbing all singular derivation.

Reorganizing into a flat frame of gigantic proportions.

Only to suddenly pause.

[Observation: Based on the rate of the Void’s erosion and the core’s resistance, it is calculated that the time it takes for the natural derivation of the world is perfectly covered by the Executive’s endurance.

There is no urgent need for the acceleration of transformation.

It is an irrational decision to proceed with an action leading to an uncertain future while bearing disproportionate costs.]

[...Query: Why?]

The keeper asked in hesitation.

“Tell you what neophyte… as a senior who’s been there.”

Primo exhibited an endearing smile liken to an expression made in observation of a silly junior.

“In the chaos of the Void, you will never know what will hit you in the very next moment.”

He sat comfortably, dictating lightly one of his heavy realizations.

“I’d rather gamble between a short slumber relative to the protracted amount of time needed for a natural transformation.”

His eyes were lost in memories of bygone notions.

“It was an axiom learned in exchange for mountains of corpses.”

He snapped back in attention, discarding distracting thoughts.

“It was the reason why the Legacy was still called the way they were.”

Shaking his head in disapproval, spreading his cognition, overwriting the keeper’s control over the procedure.

“So newborn, the cost was never disproportionate. Because In the Void… Time is the most valuable resource.”

*Uproar!*

Everything resumed in motion.

Primo watched as the projection reflected rapid acceleration.

Flora crawled to the depths of the earth, covering everything in their wake.

Mountains covered in verdant green, plains covered in grasslands swaying in the wind.

Fauna stuck in ardor competition, an exploding population, pushing surplus into the shore.

They flipped and flapped transforming their form into a lure.

A grand historical node, the harbinger of the future.

A magnificent sight he knew he would not be able to peruse.

………

A tiny humanoid hovering in the air.

A background of blue, of clouds and crew.

A cluster of dumbfounded fay stuck in the prank their monarch brew.

Leaf laughed in ruthless mirth, watching each fay, pointing at their face.

A teary eye while clutching their belly, a consequence that can only be shouldered by their family.

“Haaa~! Keepah~!”

Leaf sat in the air, stretching their tiny feet.

Watching as life expands in extremities.

“Eh~… Keepy~?”

They tilted their head in confusion.

Uncontrollable response to an unpleasant premonition.

“Ayiah~! Keepah~!”

Leaf jumped in extreme surprise.

They watched as the world spun at an exaggerated rate.

Every fay gawked in astonishment, totally out of place.

For the land they saw was being covered at a rapid pace.

Disconnecting them with life’s ongoing symphonic grace.

A sudden switch from the material into conceptual entities.

For the world’s deduction can never hold wisdom’s playing field.

………

Leaf flew in total exhilaration.

A state they stayed in since the beginning of this novel juncture.

They watch as the flora covered the lands; as fauna spread on the earth.

A variety of beasts flooded the waste, establishing their natural cycle.

A thriving world covered with interlocking ecological circles.

A land covered in active jungles, forests, and plains.

Reaching each core area of mystical praise.

Leaf stopped in place.

An intuition arising from the depths of their playful base.

They felt that something fun would happen in this unusual glade.

A wait worth considering, controlling their crave.

Aware that this place was part of the Legacy’s knowledge base.

………

Towering woods covered the horizon, critters hide in small bushes.

A graceful feline was wandering, hopping on each branch, looking for prey.

It traversed untold distances, reaching an extraordinary glade.

Watching in abject terror as the environment suddenly turned into an abnormal place.

A glade turned mountain, magical runes covering all purview.

“Meeoow~!”

It roared in utter consternation.

It watched as runes swiftly swam the distance hovering, revolving, showcasing their stature.

It observed as each rune changed in form, impacting their cognition.

It floundered as inspiration flooded their whole cognitive container.

Warping their structure, evolving their worth.

A Life changed forever.

The land turned back into the beginning, unassuming.

The feline sighed in relief, terror alleviating.

Only there was no time to consider what other consequence was awaiting.

For she was dumbfounded, looking at her changed fate.

From an animal in fours, into a humanoid enforced.

A mimic of primary, the graceful form of life mythology.

“Eeeh~ Keepy~!?”

A sudden sound.

A jump from the ground.

Another unwelcome surprise was found.

She flipped agilely, hiding her back from the perceived enemy.

Only to find herself gripped by a forceful pure unadulterated awe.

An instinct deep in her body was blaring on her whole.

For she felt that the unfathomable and mystical crown hovering in front was her forerunner.

The solemn omnipotent God that derived her entirety without implore.

“Meeoow?!”

………

The land stopped its rapid acceleration.

An indicator of life’s met expectations.

For the world now welcomed wisdom’s exposure.

The grand awakening of a creature's cognitive explosion.

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(Author's Notes)

Holy m-Owly!

Was that sooo satisfyingly hard to finish?

Who would've thought I would need to expound on life's grand and mythological evolution someday?

Like, what do I know? I'm just an Owl... For real...

I knew it was gonna be hard, but I never thought it would even be harder than I expected.

Finally, it took an ungodly amount of revisions to have this somewhat satisfactory piece.

Hopefully, I delivered.

Hopefully, I wrote the point across.

*sigh*

Anyway, again, if you find any errors, typos, or grammatical mistakes, please feel free to comment down below, and let me know.

I assure you, everything you do is helpful.

Finally, thank you for being with me this far, and taking the time to read my curated thoughts.

Hopefully, I'll see you in the next chapter.

Chapter 4: A Wisdom Expounded.

 

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