Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4936

Chapter 4936: Temporal Infinity II

THE Youngest spoke with voice that held weight pressing against the fabric of THE Interstices itself.

"This...is an Infinite Everything. An extremely rare and unfathomable thing as I have already put conditions in it."

The object floated between THE Youngest’s palms, a lemniscate of pure blue-gold light that seemed to contain galaxies, Wheels, folds, and everything within its surface. It burned with warmth that made Amser’s temporal perception waver, his ability to see past and future momentarily overwhelmed by something that existed in all moments simultaneously.

"Taking it may allow you to fully fight and remove that infection. If you were fully infected, this would not work."

THE Youngest’s eyes held no mercy and no cruelty. Only honest assessment.

"The price to use this... well, you will know when you take it in. It is to bind and back everything that is your Civilization of Temporal to THE First Tongue. This will likely alter your Civilization to fill it with a glimmer of Infinity, which will fight off your infection."

He paused.

"But the cost... well, you will see. Take it. I am curious what will happen to a Temporal branded with Infinity."

BOOM!

His voice was heavy.

The Infinite Everything floated before him now, placed on THE Youngest’s palm and allowed to drift forward until it hovered within arm’s reach. It was beautiful beyond description, an infinity symbol of compressed potential that held more authority in its small form than most Absolutes accumulated across their entire existences.

Blue-gold light pulsed from its surface in rhythms that almost matched Amser’s heartbeat, as if it was already beginning to synchronize with his existence.

He just had to hold it!

He just had to reach out to it!

But the raising of his hand...

Amser tried to lift his arm toward that endless glimmer of blue-gold, and immediately felt the infection actively stopping him. His muscles, which should have obeyed his commands without question, suddenly weighed more than mountains. His tendons, which should have moved with the ease of eons of practice, now felt like they were being held by countless invisible hands!

Every increment of progress required effort that exceeded anything he had ever exerted.

It felt like the hardest action he had taken in his existence.

Even harder than that step he took to become an Absolute!

That step had been difficult, yes. It had required everything he possessed at that time, every fragment of foundation and will and determination. But at least during that step, he had only been fighting against the natural resistance of existence itself. He had only been pushing against the weight of reality that didn’t want to bend to his authority.

This was different.

This was fighting against something inside him that actively didn’t want him to survive as himself.

His arm trembled as it rose. Sweat that shouldn’t have been possible for an Absolute of his caliber appeared on his brow. His teeth clenched until he felt like they might shatter. His temporal authority burned around him with desperation that exceeded anything he’d ever manifested!

But...

"I! Am! AMSER! MODRED!"

He reminded himself of who he was with roar that tore through THE Interstices with force that made the gray void ripple. He was the son of the one who named him. He was THE Living Temporal.

He was an Absolute who had walked through time since before most beings in Observable Existence had been born. He was himself, and he would remain himself, and no infection would take that from him!

His hand closed around that endless glimmer of Infinity.

BOOM!

The moment he grasped it, he felt waves of coolness scorch his existence.

The sensation was impossible to describe with words that belonged to linear time. It was cold and hot simultaneously. It was gentle and violent in the same instant. It was the feeling of being unmade and remade at the same moment, his existence torn apart and reassembled with something new woven through its foundations.

Blue-gold light flooded into his temporal weavings with force that exceeded anything he’d experienced since becoming an Absolute.

The Infinities washed over him in waves that penetrated every aspect of his existence. They flowed through his memories, reinforcing them against the dissolution that the infection had been causing. They surged through his Civilizational foundations, filling cracks that had been spreading for what felt like eons. They pressed against the invaders that had been claiming him piece by piece.

And those invincible snakes of infection that had been grasping his existence began to cry out.

He could hear them. Feel them. Sense their distress as the Infinities pushed against them with authority they couldn’t resist. The warm whispers that had been promising him unity and belonging and family now became screams of frustration as they were forced away from foundations they had already begun to claim.

The tendrils that had been woven through his consciousness were being burned away by blue-gold light that declared their presence invalid!

Above.

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