Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse-Chapter 3680: Point of No Return VIII
[Existence is but a stage. All the living and the dead are merely players on this stage. Every single one will have their entrance—and their exit…]
…!
Those words echoed in the Peacemaker's mind as he sighed, eyes drifting down to the Enneagram pulsing on his chest.
"This was supposed to bring me peace? I don't like it. Where are the last remnants that'll complete you? A full Absolute Complex True Source…that's the only thing that'll give me peace when facing someone like him. And he's leaving, probably to return with reinforcements. We need to get you ready. Fast."
He spoke to the Enneagram as it began to hum, glowing with brilliance that poured across his form before his illusory image vanished, swallowed by the folds of the Nullvein Gravewake.
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Within the weavings of the Wheel's flow.
In the Prime Frequency of the End.
The Infiniverse Megalos.
The Infiniverse Megalos could shrink to the size of a grain of sand, yet span across uncharted light-years.
There, in a far-flung corner, the Queen of Matter hovered, studying the massive Vein in the shape of an infinity symbol.
Books spun excitedly around her- each one alive with pulsing light- as she floated in a white dress that shimmered like the remnants of forgotten stars.
"Where to start? Where to start! The lost Harem members? The only Son of the True Emperor of Quintessence? The left-behind Primogenitors? The hot beach boy, Erikson? Ayame? Ugh, I can't choose!"
She smiled, twirling. So many fables she'd only read about and now, she could finally meet them.
But then, her laughter faded into a sigh.
"I know the fate of existence is kind of… hanging by a thread. Is now really the time to meet my heroes?"
What she wanted to do and what she should do clashed inside her.
And yet… her resolve hardened.
"The True Emperor of Quintessence will handle Bob and any other existential messes. I'll help in my own way. I don't need to change who I am, do I? Especially since I have this…"
She turned, glancing over her shoulder.
Behind her dress stretched illusory strings-vast, radiant threads connecting her to the very Infiniverse Megalos. Her Source had been altered permanently by its power.
Her Complexity and Purity surged upward. She was rising into the realm of those she'd once called legends…eventually anyways.
And if that was the case-
"I'll meet all those I only read about before. And I'll start with…"
She opened a glowing book. Her hand pressed a name that lit up in starlit gold.
Shadow Guard, Night.
"Huhu… huhu! She must have written volumes on Queen Adelaide and the others! You're first."
She shot forward like a comet, her Source guiding her straight to the Fable she longed to meet.
A short distance away, still within the Megalos…
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An illusory figure- the Infiniverse Megalos Body, watched it all with calm poise. Her expression thoughtful, her eyes shifted to a distant corner of reality before she spoke aloud.
"Master, I wish to come with you. To see what you are about to see."
…!
Her voice sent a message across Existence.
To Noah.
What he was about to witness?
It was located within the True Frequency of the Singed.
The Absolute Complex True Source.
The Wheel of Existence.
She didn't have to wait long.
Noah replied simply.
"Come, then."
…!
Existence buzzed.
Complexity pulsed.
And then, she disappeared.
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In the True Frequency of the Singed.
Noah flew forward, streaking across seas of flames- waves growing more intense and more concentrated with every mile.
White-gold gave way to pure white. The color of the Heart of Existence itself.
The further he went, the more condensed and pure the flames became.
Until…
A rift appeared in the distance.
Nothing grand—just a simple white tear in space, exuding terrifying purity.
Just as he neared, space warped.
And the Infiniverse Megalos Body appeared beside him.
The Infiniverse Megalos Body was akin to an embodiment of boundless reality as she stood like an existential empress woven from the threads of existence itself.
She wore a flowing dress of radiant white and gold, its fabric seemingly spun from the starlight of collapsed Megalos. Inlaid across the dress were countless gems shaped like endless loops- symbols of infinity that shimmered with shifting hues, each gem echoing a different Pantheonic Megalos within the Infiniverse.
Her hair, a cascading waterfall of white brilliance, fell past her shoulders like the remnants of forgotten mana. Her gaze was ageless as her eyes exuded wisdom, command, and unshakable poise.
She had come entirely ready to see the core of the Absolute Complex True Source!
Noah smiled, extending his hand.
She took it, serene and steady.
Together, they walked forward.
Past waves of roaring complexity.
And into the white rift that only revealed itself in the deepest core of the True Frequency of the Singed.
Together… they stepped through.
HUUM!
Their very weavings trembled and vibrated as purity and complexity slammed against them like tidal waves.
Had they come without the protection of a True Source, they would have perished instantly.
As the barrage settled, Noah opened his eyes.
Before him lay an endless sea of white and gold, glowing with impossible brilliance and larger than many Frequencies of Existence combined.
And within this sea…floated fragments.
Remnants of a shattered Wheel.
White spokes. Gold spokes. Silver spokes. Scattered traces and ancient pieces- drifting, suspended, across the existential tide.
Yet in the far distance…
He saw it.
A smidge of something enormous.
Something whole.
Not shattered.
Not fractured.
A corner- just a glimpse- of an intact white-gold Wheel. A genuine Wheel of Existence.
But even that was not what held his gaze.
At the very center of the white-gold sea…between them and the Wheel…
Stood a man.
An old man, with wisps of white hair.
He wore a simple robe of white. A golden blindfold veiled his face- his wrinkled skin glowing faintly with serenity and age.
A blindfolded elder, standing where the core of the Wheel of Existence should be.
Noah's eyes narrowed.
Because the Purity radiating from this being…
It surpassed anyone he had ever encountered so far!
