Chapter 121: True Name
Zara HeartWeaver.
The moment Noah spoke those words, the moment he chose her name and said it aloud—
Something stirred.
The Akashic Records—how could they stay silent in this moment?
Especially when Noah was involved?
They couldn’t, so—
{Ding! Ding! Ding!}
{Noah Weaverheart, you are attempting to name a being that is not one of your creations.}
{A name is an identity. Something tied to one’s very existence.}
{Changing her name means changing her identity.}
A pause.
Then, the Akashic Records sent a notification to each of them—Noah and Zara:
{Do you wish to continue?}
Noah said nothing at first. He looked at Zara, letting the choice rest with her. After all, it was her name.
But Zara just smiled.
"HeartWeaver? I like it a lot."
Noah had told her: Take the first step, and you’ll see it’s not as difficult or as scary as you think.
She had already taken that first step—so why would she fear this one? Why fear changing her name, her existence, when she was finally happy?
She was determined to never become her old self again.
"I wish to continue," she said softly, firmly. "I wish to change my name to HeartWeaver."
"From now on, I am Zara HeartWeaver."
Her mind was set.
Her heart settled peacefully in her chest.
Noah smiled proudly at her, giving her a thumbs-up.
{WONDERFUL!}
{You have changed your very name, your very existence.}
{Your new recorded name is now Zara HeartWeaver.}
{For this feat—for your courage to let go of your past self, for your determination to transform—you have received a title.}
{Title received: The Weaver of Hearts.}
Zara’s name changed—and instantly, she felt the difference.
Something deep inside her shifted.
Altered.
And now she felt... stronger. Liberated. Happy.
But Zara wasn’t the only one receiving something from the Akashic Records.
{Noah Weaverheart, you are the cause of this change.}
{Your presence and words were worthy.}
{You were worthy. You are worthy. You will be worthy.}
{You have accomplished feat after feat impossible for a being of your world and level of existence.}
{The Akashic Records are amazed by you.}
{You have received a new trait as a gift.}
{Trait: The Giver of Name.}
{Truly, you are fantastic... Noah.}
{Current state of existence: 9000.}
{Next threshold: 20000.}
The notifications fell silent.
Noah looked at them and couldn’t help but smile.
’The Akashic Records don’t seem so robotic now, do they?’he mused inwardly.
’Right, system?’
[Indeed.]
’Any idea why?’
[That’s how it responds to worthy beings. You are... a being of interest.]
’So that means there’s a being—or several beings—behind it?’
[Don’t bother with that. You are far too weak, Host, to investigate the Akashic Records.]
Noah chuckled softly, unsurprised. What a cliché response.
’Never mind then. I’ll figure it out eventually... if I don’t die first.’
He laughed, not really believing death was coming for him anytime soon.
Give me the new trait description.
[The Giver of Name: Your words carry weight. They are recognized by the Akashic Records. You can now bestow a "True Name" on people, and that name will grant them ability tied to it.
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