To this day, the feeling of perceiving something new from following strings of destiny, fate, or really Mana, felt unique for Noah.
It was like being connected to an endlessly vast sea he should have no way of accessing, and yet he was. The threads of fate stretched in every direction simultaneously, countless golden strands representing possibilities and connections and paths that his awareness could follow toward destinations his conscious mind had not yet identified. Every thread led somewhere. Every strand connected to something. The sea was infinite in scope, and his perception was merely a vessel sailing across its surface.
And Infinite Undifferentiated Fate felt even grander than anything he had touched before.
