Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4806

Chapter 4806: Everything III

The Weavings related to THE Living Paradox were absolutely crawling with corruption. It made sense given what Noah now understood.

THE Living Paradox spread instability through his very actions. His changes to reality created byproducts of malformation that naturally accumulated around anything connected to him.

The Weavings related to THE Creature were also surprisingly infected.

But Chaos...

Chaos was actually relatively clean.

It did not make sense!

Was THE Primordial Chaos more diligent than even Paradox and THE Creature?

The being who represented disorder and entropy was somehow maintaining his domain with more care than those who represented existence and contradiction?

Noah filed this information away for later contemplation. There was something there. Some insight into the nature of THE Primordial Chaos that contradicted his apparent philosophy. Some secret hidden in the cleanliness of Chaos that spoke of intentions not yet revealed.

But for now, he had work to do.

Noah perceived all of this before he shook his head and focused.

In the next moment, he began forming a Logos with his Seals of Absolute Tongue.

The Seals that were branded across his skin blazed with incandescent light. They rotated around his form, aligning themselves according to principles that transcended normal linguistic construction. Letters combined. Sounds merged. Meaning crystallized.

A word formed.

A word of power.

A word that carried the authority of THE Weaver of Existence, THE Genesis Monarch of Infinite Lexicons.

CLEANSE!

BOOOM!

He did not need to use it like this.

He could have just utilized his Depth and expressed it to press down on all the Corrupted Growths he saw. It would have been efficient. It would have been effective. It would have accomplished the same goal with less expenditure of authority.

But he did it because he could.

He did it because he wanted to see what would happen when The First Tongue itself commanded corruption to cease.

He did it because he was a farmer, and a farmer took pride in the tools of his trade.

In the next moment, a blinding blue-gold light permeated over everything Noah had the visibility to see!

It spread like dawn breaking across an endless horizon!

It washed over THE Agora of Primordial Judgment, touching every corner of that vast domain where four philosophical factions competed for supremacy.

It spread through THE Corrupted Vault of Ginnungagap.

It spread into the nearby Wastes, pushing back against corruption that had seemed eternal. For just a moment, for just a breath, some regions of the Wastes of THE Fallout became slightly less chaotic. Slightly more stable. Slightly more like what they had been before THE Living Paradox had scarred reality itself.

And as soon as his cleansing light passed over it, all the countless Corrupted Growths across different regions of Observable Existence that he could see and grasp trembled!

BOOM!

|Purification Complete|

|You have cleansed a significant portion of Existence and contributed to the net positive stability of Observable Existence, and this contribution has been recognized.|

|Finally, for the first time in your existence, you are a significant contributing member of Civilization, of Observable Existence, as before this moment you only took and harvested and consumed and grew through the collapse of others, which is not wrong since it is how the strong become stronger, but it is not the only way.|

|The grander the contributors of Observable Existence are, the grander Observable Existence is, and vice versa, because Observable Existence is vast and seemingly endless but it does not exist by itself as it is not a passive backdrop against which events unfold, but rather a living musing woven from the contributions of all who exist within it.|

|Those within it decide just how immense they are, and as a result, how immense Observable Existence itself becomes.|

|You have decided to be immense, and Observable Existence has thus become enen more immense.|

...!

The prompts were heavy, but Noah only gave them a glance.

His attention was focused on what was emerging in his existence.

He looked inward, toward THE Organ of Civilization where his Ways and Depths were housed. Where his Civilizations of Mana and Hunger flowed through. Where the newly inherited Derivative Civilization of Undifferentiated Fate had begun flowing.

And there, forming among these foundations, was something new.

It looked like a cluster of mobius strips wrapping around each other endlessly, surfaces that had no true beginning or end, edges that connected to themselves in impossible geometries. It pulsed with light that was simultaneously all colors and no color. It hummed with a frequency that resonated with the very fabric of Observable Existence.

And it was fucking heavy.

Fat and heavy!