Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3965

Chapter 3965: Desecration II

As Moiraine made a heavy choice easily, releasing her grip on ultimate power for the promise of something beyond current understanding, others across existence also made their own choices...decisions that would echo through the weavings of reality with consequences none could fully foresee.

Choices.

Consider, for a moment, the butterfly.

That delicate creature of radiant wings and brief existence, dancing through a summer afternoon with no knowledge of the storms it might birth!

A single flutter...left instead of right, up instead of down, disturbs the air in patterns so minute that no consciousness save that of an Early Creature might perceive them.

Yet that disturbance travels, grows, compounds upon itself with the inexorable weavings of chaos.

The displaced air meets a warm current it would have otherwise missed. That current, strengthened by this tiny addition, pushes a cloud formation three degrees off its intended course.

The cloud, now traveling a different path, releases its rain over a mountain instead of a valley. The mountain stream swells earlier than it should, washing away a bridge that a merchant would have crossed!

The merchant, forced to take a different route, arrives in a different city where he speaks of opportunities in distant lands. A young dreamer hears his words and makes a choice to leave everything behind for adventure.

That dreamer becomes a navigator on a vessel that discovers a new trade route. The route brings prosperity to one nation and poverty to another. Wars are fought. Philosophies are born from the suffering and triumph.

Those philosophies spread across worlds, influencing how entire civilizations perceive existence itself!

Galaxies align themselves according to principles that trace their origins back to interpretations of those philosophies.

Universes form with fundamental laws subtly different because of the consciousness that shaped them. Cosmos dance to weavings that echo that first flutter of wings. Existential Domains rise and fall based on the accumulation of infinite butterflies, infinite choices, infinite moments where left became right, where yes became no, where silence became song.

Even Omniverses...those vast constructs that contained all possible variations of reality, found themselves influenced by the weight of choices made by beings so small they could barely be said to exist at all!

Wheels of Existence, grinding through their rotations, occasionally stuttered when the accumulated weight of countless tiny decisions reached critical mass!

A wing of a butterfly. A simple choice. Yet it could affect things on scales that rendered the very concept of scale meaningless.

This was the truth that Living Existences spent eons trying to deny...that for all their accumulated power, for all their transcendent authority, they remained vulnerable to the whims of chaos born from choices they could never predict or control!

A single decision from an insignificant being could collapse entire Folds, could redirect the course of existence itself into channels that no amount of planning could have foreseen.

On a day a few years ago, an apocalypse had descended on a blue world. A young man had become a Rank F Hunter from the skill book, Fireball.

That was also a choice.

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