She stopped pacing, turning to face Noah with an intensity that made the air between them crackle.
"A Lost Forgotten Principle might allow its wielder to attack their enemy’s past, unmaking their victories before they occurred. Another might grant the power to steal defeat itself, transforming any loss into triumph through methods that defied comprehension. Still others could reach across dimensions to strike at the very idea of their target’s existence."
"Why are they called ’Lost Forgotten’?" Noah asked, his mind racing.
Yoshinami’s smile grew cold with bitter amusement.
"Because, Master, the Early Creatures who created them are gone. The knowledge of their cultivation has been scattered across existence like seeds on barren ground. The Principles themselves persist in some form, but the understanding of how to awaken them, how to nurture them, how to wield them safely...all of that has been lost to time and catastrophe."
She paused, her expression growing thoughtful.
"Some say that fragments of this knowledge still exist, hidden within the deepest archives of the most ancient Folds, occasionally mutating Land Lifeforms or Living Existences to give them glimpses of power. Others believe that the Principles themselves sometimes choose new wielders, appearing in moments of desperate need to those who possess the courage to grasp impossibility."
The conversation had revealed layers of wonder and glory!
Yet even as he absorbed this information, even as Moiraine and the others listened with the careful attention of those trying to understand forces far beyond their usual scope, Noah felt that they were only scratching the surface of truths!
"Where," he asked, "are the Early Creatures now?"
Yoshinami’s expression grew distant, her crimson eyes reflecting something that might have been uncertainty.
"This, Master, I do not know. Some whisper that all are dead. Others believe they have retreated into hiding, waiting for conditions that will allow them to emerge once more."
She shook her head, dark hair flowing like liquid shadow.
"There is...you, Master. Would you not be able to tell me where you were before this?"
She said such words dangerously!
...!
And Noah...had no answer to give.
The weight of mystery settled over them like a shroud.
Noah was silent for a moment before he sighed tyrannicaly and voiced out.
"Come to me," he commanded, his voice carrying the absolute authority of an Early Creature addressing one who had already acknowledged his mastery.
Yoshinami’s smile grew cold with satisfaction, her crimson eyes blazing with approval at his direct approach.
"As you will it, Master," she replied.
Her transformation began with a smile that held promises of protection and violence. Her human form began to dissolve with the fluid grace of water finding its natural level.
Stellar obsidian light erupted from her dissolving body, streams of darkness so pure they seemed to absorb the very concept of illumination.
The light moved with purpose, flowing toward Noah like liquid shadow given direction and intent.
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