Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3857

Chapter 3857: A True Festival! V

He had known these Folds to be dangerous and unique, yes.

The birthplace of a Living Paradox that defied all dogma. But now, they were resonating with Authority so potent that even Originus Venerants would flinch.

He would mention this to the Honored Living Origin He would elevate these Folds in classification. No longer curiosities. No longer whispers. But a Primary Concern.

They must be studied.

The secrets hidden within the Gravewake...they could not be allowed to breed another.

Another anomaly could not be allowed to rise even before they dealt with the first one!

As Altheon thought this...

"Well, well," Thauron’s voice rolled out like smoke, thick with mockery and the quiet hiss of something watching too closely. "It seems, my friend, that the pot has begun to boil over. I think that I would like my payment now. You see, I don’t like surprises, and the unknown has a particularly nasty flavor to it as something ridiculous seems to be happening in these Folds..."

...!

Altheon’s gaze turned upon the creature, his eyes narrowing with distaste!

—

Back in the Infiniverse Wheel of Existence.

Hymns.

The echo of them carved the silent stellar space as they were followed by...

Prompts.

|The Infiniverse Wheel of Existence began and ended her transformation into an Early Living Transcendent Infiniverse Wheel of Existence in an instant.|

|All Weavings of the Wheel are transcending to fit the complexity of Living Folds of Existence.|

|The Infiniverse Wheel of Existence has denied the chance to transcend into any Transcendent Living Folds. At a time of its choosing, Transcendence into Transcendent Paradoxical Folds, Transcendent Origin Folds, Transcendent Elemental Folds, Transcendent Spiritual Folds...or any other Transcendent Living Folds.|

...!

Noah read them without blinking, the depth behind his gaze never faltering. The air around him shimmered, light diffusing like a prism around his figure.

He had watched. He had waited. And now he witnessed.

He witnessed Ruination, and he was now witnessing the Infiniverse!

The transformation that many failed at- where countless Wheels cracked under the pressure of their own ideals...had occurred.

And it had succeeded.

It had taken others eons.

The Infiniverse had done it in a breath.

An instant!

And she had done it while denying Transcendence. Refusing to be told where she belonged. Choosing instead to decide for herself later on.

He breathed in slowly.

The Crucible was no longer a still pond.

It was a storm.

And the rest of the Folds were beginning to feel the tremors.

In the stillness that followed the echo of transformation, Noah stood amidst the symphony of the Festival of Existence, his presence calm beneath the glows of many Towers of Origin.

The very air around him vibrated with Living Existential Authority, the hymns of Mythic Living True Signatures overlapping in strange harmonies. It would have overwhelmed most. But for him, it was only the start.

Noah closed his eyes.

There was a soft pulse within the weavings of his existence- an ancient rhythm that beat in perfect synchrony with the one he had crafted so carefully, so intimately. The Infiniverse.

Through the connection between them, he could feel it: the Infiniverse’s transformation was only just getting started.

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