Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3855

Chapter 3855: A True Festival! III

The Infiniverse Crucible lay suspended in stellar silence, awash with the glow of deep golds, searing whites, and ever-turning spirals of black and crimson.

The lights of True Frequency and everything elss melded together.

Massive Towers of Origin floated like titanic sentinels in the void, their forms held aloft by the Mythic Living True Signatures that murmured hymns older than Time, older than anything that many hear knew!

Their Hymns wove into the weave of the space itself- slow, haunting, and glorious. Yet even those ancient songs could not fill the silence that gripped this domain currently.

For over an hour, nothing moved.

The seas of Living Existential Authority, thick as cosmic oceans, shimmered gently with unfathomable power, dense enough to birth more Living Seeds outright.

The Festival of Existence had grown so potent that existence itself hung soft and malleable, like threads awaiting new stitchings. Yet still, no one dared move.

Not even him.

Noah floated still. So still.

His robes changed colors from white gold to blue, to black and gold, his hair trailing in slow motion around his body.

His hands rested on his knees, fingers curled faintly, but not clenched. His breathing was so slow it seemed stilled entirely. The aura of an Early Creature burned around him. And yet his eyes...

His eyes had not blinked in an hour.

They burned with quiet coldness and a resolve that gleamed with unbearable clarity as they remained locked on the empty space in front of him- the same space Ruination had disappeared from.

There was no ash. No trace. No broken lattice or melted signature.

Just... absence.

The Infiniverse Body floated nearby, her posture mirroring his, her radiance softly pulsing but never rising.

She, too, looked at that same spot as she had only been collecting and suppressing her complexity so far.

None of the other beings in the Crucible had asked questions. Not Adelaide. Not Romulus. Not even the Great Beyonder.

Their respect kept them silent. Their awe, perhaps. Or maybe, just maybe, their own complexity made them understand that what had occurred was sacred and terrifying at the same time.

Then...

After what seemed like an unbearably long period of time...

HUUM!

A hum began like a ripple in the space where Ruination had vanished, soft at first- a low, breathless thrum that grew deeper and fuller until the air itself began to vibrate!

Then, a singularity bloomed.

A glorious, magisterial singularity!

Crimson gold and wrapped in white light.

Noah exhaled for the first time. His shoulders relaxed infinitesimally. Even he hadn’t realized how tightly wound his existence had become, how much of his aura had been pulled taut waiting for this single moment.

The singularity unfolded like a lotus blooming in a still lake.

From within it, she emerged.

Ruination.

Her body was brighter than before, her outline more refined, more cut from the cloth of existence than ever. Crimson gold shimmered in a waterfall down her hair, her skin a pale brilliance etched with lattice patterns glowing softly beneath the surface. The complexity in her form pulsed like a second heartbeat!

And yet right after she returned, her eyes found him.

Not the Towers of Origin.

Not the vast Crucible.

Just him.

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In the next instant, her body moved like a flash of purpose, slamming into his chest, arms wrapping around him tightly as she buried her face into his chest!

"Master."

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