"Are you sure it won't go rogue?" Cursed Reality asked while inspecting the landmass.
His question was reasonable due to the nature of the landmass. The structure wasn't a simple mass of dark matter with unique features. It was alive, and the aspects inherited from Noah had turned into its core abilities.
Moreover, the landmass' shape didn't help reassure the expert. Everyone had already understood what form that creation would take when Noah had darkened the area, but seeing it after obtaining a proper foundation gave birth to worries.
The landmass was a giant, colossal sword that featured actual sharp edges, a pointy tip, and a threatening aura. Its hunger was a heavy force that tried to destroy the area, and its body was thick enough to worry even the biggest structures in the higher plane.
The sword had no handle. Noah had created only the blade, but that was fine since no one could wield it. The only way to use that immense weapon was to convince it to attack.
