11-01-2015, 12:34 AM
Nealaphh peered at the equations as Tom spirited them in front of it, slightly bemused that even this clear user of magic subscribed to the highly limiting and sequential form of human mathematics to express his universal constants. Still, it still put this Tom Riddle character far ahead of the curve when it came to the baseline intellectualism that graced the Omniverse's trackless plains. In addition, though Nealaphh did not use 'magic' per se, it could easily appreciate the skill with which Tom Riddle wielded his craft. It was interesting though, that these specific concepts that had been presented should try and be applied to Omnilium, which was inherently prone to variability basing from its basis of subjective value.
A good thought, but in the case of Omnilium and summoning in the Omniverse, a more apt equation might be Q=ø(U/m), where ø equals the subjective value of the dissipating object in question.
"So what you're saying is that two identical objects could have different values in Omnilium based on how much their creator valued them?
Nealaphh shook its head, keeping its gaze fixed on the gate to the Endless Dunes that was steadily growing closer.
Not quite. In this instance, its whatever subjective value The Smiling One has assigned to the object in question. One of my planned experiments is to try and ascertain how the different substances are gauged by the pale overlord.
Tom nodded approvingly. This was definitely the sort of experimentation he could get behind. Just then, the black creature paused mid stride and tilted its head to the right, ever so slightly. The wizard approached the being slowly, unsure of what was going on. The last time this had happened, a metallic ursine golem had exploded in their faces.
"Is something the matter?"
Nealaphh remained silent for a few more moments before turning its head ever so slightly to look at Tom.
I suppose so. It appears someone is trying to organize an effort to banish me.
"Banish?"
Ah yes. Supposedly the worst fate for a Prime in the Omniverse. It is possible to banish other primes to a verse that is sealed off from the main Omniverse, called the Underverse.
Tom raised an eyebrow, a shadow of concern passing over his features.
"And is this effort to banish you frivolous or deserved?"
Nealaphh eyes the demi human, and though it was difficult to gauge the creature's expressions, Tom swore he saw an expression of amusement on this being's face.
It is difficult to strive for progress without gaining a few enemies. Nealaphh said with a slight levity in its voice. With that, it resumed its journey towards the sandy aperture in the distance.
A good thought, but in the case of Omnilium and summoning in the Omniverse, a more apt equation might be Q=ø(U/m), where ø equals the subjective value of the dissipating object in question.
"So what you're saying is that two identical objects could have different values in Omnilium based on how much their creator valued them?
Nealaphh shook its head, keeping its gaze fixed on the gate to the Endless Dunes that was steadily growing closer.
Not quite. In this instance, its whatever subjective value The Smiling One has assigned to the object in question. One of my planned experiments is to try and ascertain how the different substances are gauged by the pale overlord.
Tom nodded approvingly. This was definitely the sort of experimentation he could get behind. Just then, the black creature paused mid stride and tilted its head to the right, ever so slightly. The wizard approached the being slowly, unsure of what was going on. The last time this had happened, a metallic ursine golem had exploded in their faces.
"Is something the matter?"
Nealaphh remained silent for a few more moments before turning its head ever so slightly to look at Tom.
I suppose so. It appears someone is trying to organize an effort to banish me.
"Banish?"
Ah yes. Supposedly the worst fate for a Prime in the Omniverse. It is possible to banish other primes to a verse that is sealed off from the main Omniverse, called the Underverse.
Tom raised an eyebrow, a shadow of concern passing over his features.
"And is this effort to banish you frivolous or deserved?"
Nealaphh eyes the demi human, and though it was difficult to gauge the creature's expressions, Tom swore he saw an expression of amusement on this being's face.
It is difficult to strive for progress without gaining a few enemies. Nealaphh said with a slight levity in its voice. With that, it resumed its journey towards the sandy aperture in the distance.
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued