The name "Araiyer" was not told to Byron by the other party.
That consciousness, although vast and powerful, did not possess a clear self-awareness, only a very pure and simple pan-consciousness.
When they unexpectedly touched each other, the other party didn't even exhibit curiosity, closeness, or hostility, the most basic emotions that all animals should possess.
It didn't even have the necessary wariness towards strangers that all living beings should have to survive.
It was obviously quite primitive and immature, with a lot of room for growth.
Byron merely had a thought to understand the other, and a torrent of information immediately flooded over.
"Live!"
"Survive!"
"Continuation of the species!"
"Faster, higher, stronger..."
"Awooo... Squeak squeak..."
If a Legend without a personal obsession, or an extraordinary being below the Fifth Order anchored on the Immortal Stairway were here, they would likely dissolve in an instant into these simple yet intense thoughts.
