The Provenance Realm of the First Lifeform had expanded unfathomably since Noah first stepped through its doorway. The verdant blue-gold hills rolled endlessly into the distance, carrying a profound, untouchable peace. The river of light holding quiet star-pools ran deeper and wider than before. But the most staggering change hung directly above him.
The serene sky was no longer marked by a handful of stars. Over thirty manifested singularities of stellar blue-gold Provenance Essence hung in the space above.
Noah had returned here alone before setting off for the Elsedimensions as he floated just above the stellar grass. His eyes were endlessly blue, completely devoid of pupils. He remained submerged in THE PROVENANCE REVERIE, and simply existing within the boundaries of his own realm fed him a continuous, effortless stream of profound epiphanies.
He analyzed the sheer velocity of the board shifting around him.
