Noah looked at the three roads.
THE Dreaming Origin, where existence would dream along with him. THE Unsated Sovereign, where he would grow heavier with everything he ate, forever. THE Quintessential Human, where everything human in him would become infinite. Each one hung before him in the stillness of THE Existential Root Domain, complete and real and waiting for him to step onto it.
He looked at them for a long time.
Then he laughed, very quietly.
"All of these are a part of me," he said.
His voice was calm.
"I am a human. I have been a human through everything, through the casting out and the death of time and every door that ever shut in my face. I am a dreamer. Everything I have built, I dreamed first. And I am a sovereign. I rule what is mine, and I take what I need, and I have yet to apologize for it once."
He looked from one road to the next. "Each of you is me. So why the hell do I have to choose?"
The stillness of the Domain trembled around him.
