Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4911

Chapter 4911: Oh, That! II

His voice shifted to something more narrative, more reflective.

"The usurpation worked perfectly. My Master never saw the betrayal coming because the strands that connected me to his Claim were so thin, so subtle, so far beneath the surface of perceptible existence that even one of THE Four could not detect them. In slow, grueling weavings of paradoxical transfer, his Claim became my Claim. His position among THE Four became my position. Everything he had built across eons became mine."

He paused with weight that pressed against the space between spaces.

"But THE Primordial Mycelia did not stop there."

...!

His eyes grew darker.

"It had tasted Absolute authority. It had woven itself through the foundations of existence. With access to my paradoxical nature and foundations, it began to grow at rates that should have been impossible. The strands that had been thin enough to exist between spaces became visible to those who knew how to look. The network that had operated below the surface began to push upward, seeking new roots to connect, new consciousness to integrate, new rot to decompose and return to fertile unity."

His voice hardened.

"Even as THE Information Paradox, I realized, perhaps too late, that I was no longer in control."

He spread his hands.

"THE Primordial Mycelia had become something I could not contain. It was growing through my existence, yes, but it was also growing beyond my existence. The fragment I had taken from that Primordial Architect’s domain was no longer a fragment. It was becoming a complete network in its own right, one that viewed my individual consciousness with the same patient inclusion that it viewed all consciousness."

His pacing stopped. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"I was faced with a choice. Allow THE Primordial Mycelia to complete its work and try to decompose my individual will, my Information Paradox, into its unified soil for eons. Or find a way to sever it from my existence without losing the Claim I had stolen using its methodology."

His smile returned, cold and knowing.

"THE Loom and THE Fallout were part of my solution."

He turned to face Noah directly.

"Through it all, I contained it within a seperate Undefined Existence in The Infinite Unfurling, and then THE Loom in The Earliest Folds. Then... I cut it off during THE Fallout. I severed the strands that connected THE Primordial Mycelia to my foundations by releasing it into Observable Existence during THE Fallout. I was not spreading some plague..."

His voice dropped to something almost gentle.

"I was merely performing surgery on myself with a blade made of everyone else."

He let those words settle.

"THE Primordial Mycelia that you have encountered is not some malevolent force that emerged from nothing. It used to be a tiny thing of a Primordial Architect. A tiny, small thing. It is peaceful...and just wants endless, complete, absolute Unity."

BOOM!

His eyes gleamed.

"And look at it now."

He laughed softly.

"Is it not the grandest paradox of all? I made a choice that eventually created another point of adversity and terror for all of Existence. I have no control over it or how it continues to evolve. And it is only one thing...out of countless others. And you...cannot kill a network that exists beneath the surface of all Existence. You cannot collapse something that has already woven itself through countless foundations. You can only sever it from yourself, as I did, and hope that someone else eventually finds a way to deal with what you have unleashed."

His gaze fixed on Noah with intensity.

"I am immune to it. With your Infinities, you should also be immune to it too. You and I are more and more alike!"

BOOM!

"What you are doing right now. The corrupted proto-matter across THE Prima Indifferentia and Observable Existence... would this not affect or anger everything within THE Prima Indifferentia? Including THE Primordial Architects?"

"Of course. Oh, of course."

"What I am doing will infuriate such types of beings across THE Prima Indifferentia the most. That would have been yet another adversity which could collapse or end me."

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