Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3858

Chapter 3858: Early Veiled Shore I

The Crucible shuddered. The entirety of the Early Living Transcendent Infiniverse Wheel of Existence shuddered!

The prompt repeated again!

|The Living Origin, Ruination, has made a Declaration of Living Existential Proliferation targeting the emergence of the shred of the musings of an Early Veiled Shore.|

The Hymns paused, as if to make room for something older the moment that Ruination joined hands with the Infiniverse and enacted a Proliferation!!

|Shreds have accumulated.|

|Shreds have been multiplied.|

|Shreds have bloomed and turned into actualizations.|

The sky above them cracked with golden threads of forgotten purpose. Veins of Paradox, Origin, and more!

|Through the hands of the Living Origin, Ruination, the Early Transcendent Infiniverse Living Wheel of Existence, and your aura and distinction as an Early Creature, the most rudimentary and natal version of an Early Veiled Shore, a Budding Shore, shall bloom at the center of the Infiniverse.|

HUUM!

One explosive string of information after another came!

At the center of the Infiniverse Wheel of Existence, he felt the shift as something subtle and massive rooted itself- like the planting of a World Tree without trunk or seed.

Noah’s breath was steady. But his heart... his heart sang with quintessence.

He looked at his companions- Ruination glowing, clasping her sister’s hand, and the Infiniverse, floating gloriously, her gaze flicking toward him as if to say...

Witness us!

Because the two of them working together made way for the rapid emergence of something unfathomable!

At the center of the Infiniverse Wheel of Existence, where Spokes once merely represented Frequencies, now stood embryonic Towers covering them.

And from those rising bones of Existence, light- raw, unfiltered light of Continuity, of Dreams, of Genesis and Relativity and so much more- gathered toward the Wheel’s very heart.

It was not a gathering of stars.

It was not even a singularity in the traditional sense.

It was something... older.

Noah’s breath pulsed as he felt his Early Living Towers of Origin resonate. Their hymns bled out in reverent chorus, pouring endless torrents of Living Origin Authority toward that spiraling point at the Wheel’s center. The call was not forceful, but inevitable.

Drawn forward without resistance, Noah’s body vanished from the Crucible.

Ruination followed him with a pulse of crimson gold.

The Infiniverse Body glided like a comet streaking behind, multicolored rivers of existence dancing in her wake.

They left the Infiniverse Crucible!

Together, they arrived at the center of the Wheel of Existence!

Before it.

The singularity had bloomed the moment they appeared.

But it did not expand in a show of grandeur.

It compressed into something impossibly refined.

Only a thousand miles in diameter!

In a place where omniverses were considered rooms, where galaxies were mere verses in a longer song... this was small. Humble. Quiet.

And yet, the power emanating from it churned every fold of their being.

The air was thick with Living Existential Authority, but twisted through it all was mist.

White-gray fog, dense and slow-moving, forming lazy spirals around the new-formed land. There was no thunder. No cataclysm. Just this mist...and its scent. Primal. Ancient.

Foreign.

Even to him.

|The Budding Shore, an early stage of an Early Veiled Shore, has begun emerging.|

|It awaits for an Early Creature to step into it to unlock its full emergence and wonders.|

...!

What would it mean?

What would a land belonging to beings like him truly offer?

What did the memory of home feel like for a race unknown and unheard of?

He floated forward.

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