Noah continued, plucking each Tender with the same care, and each one underwent the same transformation.

Silver white humanoids with simple expressions adorned in farmer’s overalls.

Twenty-seven became a force that could tend not just to a Shore but to the concept of growth itself. They arranged themselves in neat rows as he worked, their eyes shining with the particular brightness of purpose recognized and enhanced.

"Help me harvest everything," Noah instructed them, his voice carrying the gentle authority of someone who knew his requests would be fulfilled with joy. "Store some in the Sacred Totems for preservation. Everything else goes to the center of the Shore for all to partake."

The Tenders moved with synchronized grace that transcended training...this was instinct elevated to art. Their backs formed baskets that seemed to exist in more space than they occupied, allowing them to carry impossible amounts without strain. Their hands, as they touched each plant, each fruit, each herb, somehow left the sources stronger even while harvesting from them.

Effort flowed through them too, and it recieved the same boons!

They moved through the plots with efficiency that looked like dance, their movements creating patterns that themselves encouraged growth. Where they stepped, the soil became richer. Where they reached, plants yearned to provide their best yields. The Shore itself seemed to celebrate their presence, recognizing them as part of its fundamental nature.

As harvested wonders began accumulating at the Shore’s center, beings gathered with anticipation that transcended simple hunger. This was advancement made tangible, growth made consumable.

Noah stood at the heart of this activity, closing his eyes to take it all in. Not just the external celebration, but the internal transformation. He turned his perception inward, examining what he had become!

[Noah Osmont - The Early Creature(52,355 Drops of Blood]

Complexity Quotient: 52,847,293,152

Purity Quotient: 52,847,293,152

Glyphs:

- The Creature’s First Lesson

Sacred Tool(s)

- The Goad

Sacred Totems Constructed: 37

Parts of Heart:

- First Part: Ventryalis – The Primal Root Atrium of Echoes Complete

- Second Part: Oruvian Shardveil – The Arterial Convergence Core Complete

- Third Part: Myokelum Primus – The Living Pump of Trembling Flow 3% Complete

Total Collective Resistances: 1,103%

Shore Features:

- 37 Sacred Totems

- Primordial Excavation Depths

- 9 Matured Early Sacred Trees

- Complete Sacred Herb Garden

- 27 Enhanced Tenders

- Seed of Inevitability (Approaching Bloom)

- Seed of Perpetual Harvest (Active, planted)

- Marine Lifeform Aquarium (Expanding)

- Abode of the Early Creature

Honarable Entanglement Mentions

- THE Living Order (Sigrid) - Awakening

- Moiraine: Arch Living Existence

- Infinite Early Osmontian Shore (Infiniverse)

- Early Living Ruin (Ruination)

- The Peacemaker

- The Great Usurper

- Titano

- Duke Whisker

- Duke Gwendolyn

- Duke Diviticus

- Early Connections (Khor, First Farmer, Heidrun, Yoshinami)

—

He had come far. From someone scrambling to buy a Skill Book to someone who could freely talk to Dukes of Living Existences, who could harbor THE Living Order, who could birth thr Seed of a Principle from failure.

Yet as he opened his eyes and watched his people celebrating their Harvest Festival...he collected himself and contained his tyranny.

The complexity he had gained was enormous, but THE Living Existences existed at scales that made his current power seem quaint. The capabilities he had developed were impressive, but Early Creatures had done things that rewrote the fundamental concepts of reality.

He had come far, yes.

But the path ahead remained infinite, and that thought filled him with anticipation.

The Harvest Festival continued around him, joy and growth intermingling in ways that would have been impossible anywhere else!

And as it did, his eyes blazed with tyranny as he continued forging ahead!

His eyes shone luminously as his voice echoed out commandingly.

"Forge the Early Living Existential Seed Glyph - Principle of Perpetual Harvest."

The command emerged as declaration, carrying the weight of someone who had learned that true power often spoke softly!

Reality itself leaned in to listen, recognizing the authority in his voice.

The moment the words completed, prompts cascaded before his vision with the particular urgency of fundamental change while green gold lights gathered over his body!

|Initiating Glyph Formation: Early Living Existential Seed Glyph - Principle of Perpetual Harvest|

|Required: 25,000,000,000 Complexity Quotient|

|Required: 25,000,000,000 Purity Quotient|

|Current values sufficient. Proceed?|

Noah didn’t hesitate. The moment his will confirmed the action, he felt the complexity and purity drain from him purposefully, like water flowing toward its destined basin.

Twenty-five billion units of accumulated power condensed and reformed, transforming from raw potential into structured purpose!

The sensation was unlike anything he had experienced before. When he had formed his first Kleos Glyph, it had been like carving meaning into his existence.

This was different...this was inviting a Principle to take residence within him, to become part of his fundamental nature.

His forehead blazed with green-gold light as the Glyph began forming. Unlike the violent eruptions of power he had witnessed before, this was almost gentle...a seed being planted in the soil of his being, roots spreading through dimensions of his existence he hadn’t known were there.

|Formation progressing...|

|Synchronizing with the Seed of the Principle of Perpetual Harvest...|

|Integration at 25%... 50%... 75%...|

HUUM!

The world around him shifted perceptually!

He could suddenly see the effort in everything. The trees straining toward light were making effort. The sand accepting footprints was making effort. Even the air, moving to fill spaces, was engaged in work that deserved recognition!

It was unfathomably glorious!

|Formation complete!|

|Early Living Existential Seed Glyph - Principle of Perpetual Harvest: FORGED|

|Access level: 1% of Principle’s authority|

|All capabilities of Perpetual Harvest now available|

...!

All the glorious capabilities that thr Infiniverse had just been able to utilize also became his!

The Glyph settled into place on his forehead...not replacing The Creature’s First Lesson but complementing it, creating a harmony of purposes that resonated through his being.

He could feel the capabilities flowing through him: the ability to grant Harvest Festival Endowments, to create Perpetual Growth Fields, to ensure that effort would always yield something.

Without hesitation, he turned this power upon himself because...why the hell not?!

He loved abusing abilities the most!

"Upon myself, the Harvest Festival Endowment shall bloom."

...!

Oh!

From thr depths of his existence....

|The Weavings of Cheats dance with glee!|