Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3915

Chapter 3915: Battlefronts! I

The air between them thrummed with something that transcended power- it was older than authority, deeper than dominion, and more fundamental than the very concept of existence itself!

Sigrid felt her being respond to it tremendously, every fiber of her existence yearning to surrender to the pull of whatever Noah was.

Her hands trembled as she gazed at his, watching the way reality seemed to bend around his fingers like light refracted through the purest crystal. The aura that emanated from him was unlike anything she had ever encountered in all her life, all her careful observations of the Living Existences who had shaped her destiny.

What was he...really?!

The question burned in her mind even as her body betrayed her, swaying slightly toward him despite her will. Her existence- that carefully controlled amalgamation of Living Origin, Order, and purpose that had been forged in the crucible of her family’s sacrifice- hummed with an almost musical resonance that matched the rhythm of his presence.

She was in trouble! Deep, unfathomable trouble that went beyond the weavings of politics or power struggles or the machinations of Royal Living Existences!

"Are you..." Her voice emerged as barely more than a whisper, the words catching in her throat as she fought against the overwhelming urge to simply lose herself in the depths of his being.

"Are you in any way similar to me? Where this distinction was given to you recently, or have you always been...an Early Creature?"

The question hung between them like a blade suspended by the finest thread. Everything- her future, her choices, perhaps her very Existence, depended on his answer.

If he was one of the ancient beings, the true Early Creatures of legend who had walked between the Folds when the Existence was young, then she was nothing more than a moth drawn to a flame that would consume her without even noticing her passing.

Noah’s smile was gentle, as if he understood the weight of her question and the fears that drove it.

"I only recently attained the distinction of being an Early Creature."

WAA!

The relief that flooded through her was so profound it nearly brought her to her knees. Her shoulders sagged as tension she hadn’t even realized she was carrying drained away!

For a moment, she simply breathed, allowing the knowledge to settle into her.

"Why does that matter?" Noah asked, his head tilting slightly as he studied her with those impossibly deep eyes of an Early Creature.

Sigrid looked up at him, and for yet another instance...allowed vulnerability to show in her expression.

"I... would have found it immeasurably difficult to know how to proceed with you if you were one of those ancient Early Creatures I’d only ever heard about in legends," she said, her voice growing stronger with each word. "But if, like me, this identity was forced upon you or obtained through circumstance... then we are not so different after all."

She paused, gathering her thoughts like a scholar preparing to recite from sacred texts.

"You see, I feel as though I have a choice now. If you had been some primordial being from the dawn of Existence, it would have been akin to me simply playing in the palm of one of those terrifying entities I’d heard stories about. The records I knew, whether true of false, spoke of some wonders and terrible truths about the ancient Early Creatures."

"That they...treated Living Existences like playthings- dolls to be experimented upon, commodities to be traded between themselves for amusement or advancement. We were cared for, yes, but only as beautiful toys are revered by children who grow bored and break them when the novelty fades."

HUUM!

"They only truly respected each other. To them, everything else was lesser, decorative perhaps, but ultimately disposable. And lastly..." Her voice dropped to barely above a whisper.

"Early Creatures were incapable of true companionship because their core weavings traced back to the Earliest Creature itself- to Everything. To be with them was to be absorbed, to trust them was to lose oneself completely."

...!

She searched his face, looking for any flicker of the cold indifference she had been taught to expect from beings of such power.

"But you... you’re not that, right?"

Noah’s response was immediate, his voice carrying the weight of absolute certainty. "No. I am more than capable of companionship. And respect, when mutual, is both given and received."

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