The Queen of Matter.
In a region of Malformed Megalos of Existence, dangerous layers mirror like shards stuck out all around as even a Lesser Source would be skewered by these surroundings!
Yet her body was covered by a unique hue of power that protected not just her weavings, but the weavings of the books she carried.
Books attached to golden strings of existence or held tightly in her hands.
Such a being had spoken of many shocking things, but the latest one related to Bob!
"Bob?"
Noah's eyes flashed dangerously as he asked.
"Bob!" And the Queen of Matter nodded multiple times over seriously as she affirmed!
Noah gazed at the flickering singularity she had come through as when it lingered there for just a few seconds, the Queen of Matter became shocked while shaking her head as she stood between him and its line of sight.
"Woah, your next thought isn't, 'Since Bob is in those weavings of Existence, then I will merely go to those weavings of Existence!' right? Right???"
