Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3914

Chapter 3914: Choices! V

The air held pulsed with glory!

Royal Origin Calypso raised her brows as she asked.

"For you to mention him, is he something to worry about?"

Altheon’s eyes flashed with uniqueness as he seemed to deliberate something...and he then he shook his head.

He remembered the words of the Young Miss!

And so...he made a choice.

Like all others, he made a choice!

"No, she had locked away her weavings, and this Osmont is merely an attendant of hers that protected her, so I decided to reward him by keeping him close, and the Young Miss also allowed it."

...!

Calypso nodded at these words as she did not give them too much weight.

She looked out across the Nullvein Gravewake Folds that were nowin a different place as she voiced out...

"We have much to do. Honor those fallen and we shall have many more Origins scour these folds, and I will make preparations for the Young Miss."

...!

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The Nullvein Gravewake Folds were no longer what they once were!

Displaced, restructured, retethered.

The silver luster of Living Law Authority bled through its every strand, a quiet verdict passed across an entire dominion of collapse.

What once trembled with contradiction and unformed potential now pulsed with structure, boundary, and definition.

The mists that once refused to part were unweaving themselves into paths- mapped and measured, no longer shrouded in aimless paradox!

It was an overwhelming presence. Regal. Final. And terrifying in the way all certainty could be!

The figures of Living Origins moved through it now, their radiant authority mingling with the silver streams of Living Law.

In these very same folds.

Far away, at the heart of the Infiniverse Wheel of Existence that was hidden from the eyes of even Living Existences!

On golden sands that pulsed with ancient possibility, the Early Veiled Shore remained untouched.

Noah Osmont sat barefoot, his arms resting over his knees, looking out across the glimmering tide as his body continued to be surrounded by multicolored waves of complexity.

The horizon of the Folds shimmered with silver threads- ghostly reflections of the very beings that sought him. Calypso. Altheon. Tristesse.

He had observed how the entire battle between them and the Living Paradoxes had unfolded, all the way to this point!

He smiled softly.

"Choices, choices," he said.

Behind him, the sound of splashing water echoed. Moiraine emerged, her steps silent as she carried a crystalline container holding twenty shimmering Schrödinger’s Boxes, each holding a trembling marine lifeform bound by the earliest weavings of existence.

"You made quick work of them," he remarked.

Moiraine gave a nod of awe as her body also buzzed with rising complexity.

"I did as you commanded, Sir."

"..." Noah’s gaze lingered on the horizon.

The Folds had changed...not because of overwhelming force.

They changed because the Paradoxes failed to prepare for nuance! They were caught off guard by involvement they didn’t account for or know about!

Sigrid.

And a treasure of Living Laws that was found in these folds.

His fingers brushed over his chest, over the place where his power was continuing to bloom as another part of the Heart of an Early Creature would soon begin to form.

Two of the reasons that brought Royal Living Existences here... were related to him.

Sigrid, and the Paradox that did not produce Inevitabilities!

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