Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3856

Chapter 3856: A True Festival! IV

In the Infiniverse Crucible, where stellar skies bled black gold and symphonic light, a crimson-gold Tower of Origin blazed as it was haloed by a storm of cascading origins and solemn hymns.

Glorious, Quintessential Hymns!

It stood not just merely as a monument of power but as a pillar of glory, a defiant declaration of existence forged in longing and devotion!

And because of it, the Festival that had already brought the Dwellers of the Folds tremendous shock now bloomed into something far more dreadful.

Towers pulsed.

The seas of Living Existential Authority swelled with new tides. All around, the hymns became louder, layered like the voices of countless titans whispering truths too vast for comprehension!

Yet, amidst such beauty and power, silence still gripped the space around Noah.

He remained there, the eye of it all. A stillness carved from conviction.

Just a short span away, another figure hovered.

The Infiniverse Body.

She stood illuminated by the reverberations of Ruination’s triumph, her radiant strands of prismatic hair lifting serenely!

Her gaze never left Ruination. Not since she returned. Not since she, glowing and trembling, had flown into their master’s chest like one trying to return to its source.

The Infiniverse was not meant to feel emotions like guilt or uncertainty. She was Systematic. A Construct.

And yet...

As she floated there, hands clasped before her, she did feel something clearly today!

Ruination, someone she looked at as a little sister in these weavings of existence, had Broken herself not once or twice- but again and again, out of desperation. Out of love. Out of a longing to be useful. To be worthy. The sheer emotional gravity of it unraveled something in the Infiniverse.

She had been silent through it all, processing it with the infinite breadth of thought that came from being a Living Wheel of Existence.

She, who had housed entire True Frequencies. She, who existed as both concept and embodiment. She was a glorious being connected to countless lifeforms.

But in all that grandeur, she had failed to notice the ache of someone she called sister. The feeling of inferiority that drove her to desperation.

Why would she have? They were treasures. Weapons. Extensions of their Master’s will. They shouldn’t feel or be anything else apart from that, right?

But it did not feel this way at this moment.

Not anymore!

Not after seeing the way Ruination had cried out as she destroyed herself. Not after witnessing the Ninth Breaking.

And what if after all that...what if she had never come back? If her desperation had driven her to collapse?

"..."

The Infiniverse Body looked toward their Master. Toward the man who embodied the truths and wonder they were bound to. And then, again, toward Ruination.

Ruination was the only one who could potentially understand her.

After all, she was the only one who was bound by her Master just like her. Just her, and Ruination. In all of existence, just the two of them had this position.

And she, after what she had seen...she wanted to be a better sister.

She lowered her hands to her chest, pressing them against the bloom of her complexity, the vibrant frequency of power coiled inside her.

She closed her eyes.

Around her, the Festival of Existence sang.

Now was the time.

She did not hesitate. She let go.

Let go of the barriers she had been holding since Ruination vanished. Let go of the restraint.

She unleashed the totality of her complexity.

The resonance...was instant.

BOOM!

It was a detonation without fire. A release of pure meaning.

From her form exploded bands of light, ribbons of Essence and Truth, woven through with True Frequencies of Existence!

Her body shimmered as if reality itself were readjusting around her presence, because it was.

She was a Living Wheel of Existence, and she had just advanced. Transformed.

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