Chapter 4432: A Glimpse of Wonder I

Far from The Lands of The Living or The Lands of The Dead, in a location that very few entities could accurately pinpoint or describe with meaningful precision.

Inside of it, there existed a paradisiacal domain that defied conventional categorization.

An endlessly vast beach stretched in all directions, its shores lapped by radiant gold waters that seemed to contain concentrated essence of vitality itself.

The liquid shimmered with internal luminescence as perhaps it was liquified possibility, or crystallized potential given fluid form as it seemed much more potent than Early Sacred Waters of Early Veiled Shores.

The sky above this impossible beach constituted an illusory expanse of stellar white-gold brilliance, and if one observed carefully with enhanced perception...there appeared to be a visible ceiling far above!

It was as if this entire magnificent place was contained within the interior of some massive structure rather than existing as open territory.

The sands themselves shimmered with white-gold radiance that made each granule appear like microscopic star, and throughout the surroundings... thousands upon thousands of Early Creatures could be observed, surrounded by Living Emotives in approximately equal distribution.

They were adorned in unique attire that somehow managed to blend tribal aesthetics with beach fashion.

Many of these entities lounged luxuriously on white-gold beach chairs and beds as their bodies were surrounded with radiant Civilizational Authority!

But even more were focused intently on what appeared to be a...game occurring between assembled group of Early Creatures and Living Emotives.

The game bore a superficial resemblance to dodgeball, but operated at scale and with mechanics that transformed it into something far more spectacular.

Early Creatures occupied one side of the expansive playing field while Living Emotives positioned themselves opposite, and the "ball" being utilized was nothing less than a complete Primordial Fold...a spherical structure containing millions of Wheels of Existence and countless life forms dwelling within its compressed reality.

The goal appeared straightforward: pass this circular object through white square goal post positioned at the very end of the opposing side’s territory, while the other team attempted to intercept, deflect, or return it toward your own goal.

The game required both tremendous power and extraordinary control...participants needed sufficient force to propel the Primordial Fold across vast distances while simultaneously modulating that power to ensure none of it transferred internally to accidentally eliminate every single life form contained within the structure.

At this moment, an Early Creature with radiant crimson-gold eyes and matching crimson-gold hair displayed expression of pure excitement and wonder as her hand pulsed with terrifying power that exceeded Quintillions entirely...measuring well into Sextillions of accumulated Complexity and Purity.

The authority flowing within her existence wasn’t merely Living Paradoxical Authority, but actual Civilizational Authority of Paradox that made it clear she was recognized as a member of that Primordial framework!

She controlled this overwhelming power with purposeful precision, striking the circular Primordial Fold with force calculated to propel it toward the goal without allowing any energy to bleed through its containment and catastrophically affect the Fold Dwellers dwelling within.

The moment her strike connected, her teammates erupted with synchronized waves of Haki...releasing oppressive auras of Civilizational Authority designed to slow the opposing Living Emotives just slightly, creating fractional advantage that proved decisive!

The Living Emotives lunged desperately to intercept, but the combined timing proved insufficient. The Primordial Fold crossed through the white square goal post marking victory!

HUUM!

The crimson-gold haired Early Creature’s celebration was immediate and uninhibited.

She wore pink bloomers paired with white tank top, practical athletic attire that allowed full range of motion while maintaining modesty.

She raised her fist victoriously, her ecstatic beauty shining resplendently as she roared with triumph.

"THAT is how you achieve victory! Precision, timing, and absolute confidence in execution!"

...!

The Early Creatures surrounding her, each pulsing with power measuring within Sextillions, erupted into celebratory chaos as they chanted her name with enthusiasm.

"AMBESSA! AMBESSA! AMBESSA!"

The radiant Early Creature smiled broadly as she heard her name being proclaimed across the beach, basking momentarily in acknowledgment of her game-winning play.

But in the next moment, a heavy and stern voice also called out her name with completely different tone...a tone mixing authority with the expectation of immediate obedience.

She blinked with surprise and turned around. Toward the far end of the beach where sand transitioned into radiant forest, and even further away...massive and impossibly tall structures portraying an endlessly vast citadel of white and gold could be seen stretching toward that false ceiling.

Where the beach met the beginnings of this radiant forest before expanding into the greater citadel, there stood a stern Early Creature adorned in golden Chiton...a traditional garment, who was calling her name with unmistakable command.

Ambessa’s smile shifted from a celebration to a respectful acknowledgment as she took single step and instantly appeared mere inches away from this authoritative being.

She smoothly transitioned into kneeling posture while speaking.

"Forge Emperor Niso, what brings you all the way out to these recreational beaches? Surely not merely to observe our stupid game?"

Forge Emperor Niso cut an impressive figure...a muscular Early Creature with golden hair and bronze skin that seemed to radiate contained heat.

He possessed a commanding presence that exceeded simple physical intimidation, and he seemed like someone accustomed to being obeyed without question!

His Complexity measured far into Sextillions....orders of magnitude beyond Ambessa’s already impressive accumulation, positioning him as one of the slightly powerful entities even within this tiny, tiny portion of THE Loom’s concentrated population where Living Emotives and some Early Creatures resided.

When he spoke, his voice carried weight of someone delivering an important directive.

"An order came from the higher administrative echelons. They were seeking recommendation from me specifically for someone positioned relatively low within Sextillion range...still developing rather than fully matured, but demonstrating exceptionalism that exceeds peers of equivalent developmental stage."

His gaze fixed on Ambessa.

"So I selected you. This represents potential opportunity for you and several others...depending on who proves most outstanding and compatible, to earn tangible recognition within the glorious light of Paradox itself. Come with me immediately."

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