Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4977

Chapter 4977: Severing The Relationship!

Master and disciple continued their feast amidst the raging storm of Paradoxes and Infinities.

The carved essence of the Primordial Architect tasted like contradiction itself, like consuming impossibility made manifest and finding nourishment in what should have unmade the consumer. THE Primordial Paradox ate with the patience of a being who had witnessed THE First Cause, savoring each portion his disciple had prepared for him while the corrupted proto-matter of THE Prima Indifferentia churned around their peaceful gathering.

Erwin watched his master eat for a long moment before speaking.

"Master, just how did your existence manage to be where it currently is?" His eyes held genuine curiosity beneath their theatrical surface.

"I felt your claim weakening across the eons. I felt your presence fading from Observable Existence. And yet here you sit, restored and filled with Infinity no less. How?"

THE Primordial Paradox chewed thoughtfully before swallowing.

"I knew the whole time, my disciple." His voice remained calm, unbothered by the weight of what he described. "I was simply making my preparations while you believed me fading. And then THE Youngest made some things possible that had not been possible before."

...!

Erwin’s expression cooled at those words, theatrical warmth giving way to something more calculating.

"THE Youngest." He said the title like he was testing its weight on his tongue. "Man. What an anomaly that one is. I’m pretty sure he was not even at THE First Scale of Existence a few days ago, and yet eons ago, he was already at THE First Scale of Existence and helping you."

He shook his head slowly. "He is more paradoxical than either of us, and yet his weavings affect both of us. That feels unfair somehow."

THE Primordial Paradox heartily bit into another portion of the Primordial Architect, essence dripping from his lips as he chewed with satisfaction.

"For others, time is but a plaything. I was born so long ago, but just being born in an era of differentiation and undifferentiation doesn’t mean I am necessarily the oldest." His regal feline Effigy pulsed with blue-gold light above them. "Who knows, maybe unbeknownst to us, THE Youngest was also around when Primordial Architects were first born." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

BOOM!

The words pressed against THE Prima Indifferentia with implications that made even Erwin pause mid-bite. The corrupted proto-matter around them seemed to shudder at the suggestion, at the possibility that THE Youngest’s paradoxical relationship with time ran deeper than anyone had calculated.

Erwin shook his head and waved his hands dismissively, trying to dispel the weight of what his master had suggested.

"Don’t say such scary things, Master." He set down his portion with care that contradicted his casual tone. "But tell me something. Are you...proud of your disciple? I have come far from that peasant you picked up all those eons ago."

The question hung between them with vulnerability that Erwin’s theatrical nature rarely permitted.

THE Primordial Paradox looked at his disciple with eyes that held complexity no simple answer could address. He saw the peasant he had found and the monster that peasant had become.

He saw the student who had learned and the betrayer who had consumed. He saw everything Erwin had been and everything Erwin now was.

"Your Master is proud of what you have become."

Erwin’s eyes brightened at those words.

"But the means you went about it..." THE Primordial Paradox’s voice hardened. "I have to discipline you one last time. In life, there are things one should do and things one should not do. What you did, consuming your master’s claim while he still lived, you really shouldn’t have done it, my disciple."

The brightness in Erwin’s eyes dimmed.

"You remember my old lessons?" THE Primordial Paradox set aside his portion and rose slowly to his full height. "I will begin another right now."

HUUM!

The surroundings began to rage with Paradoxes unlike anything THE Prima Indifferentia had contained before!

These two entities were both here and not here, their presences occupying the same space while simultaneously existing elsewhere entirely. Their Paradoxes were both here and not here, their authorities overlapping and contradicting and somehow coexisting in configurations that would have driven lesser beings to madness simply from perception.

THE Primordial Paradox’s regal feline Effigy blazed with obsidian-gold light scattered with blue-gold stars. THE Living Paradox’s own authority surged in response, peasant rags billowing around a form that held power no peasant should possess.

"I had hoped to use this time to sever the relationship between master and disciple." His voice carried no humor, no performance, no pretense of anything other than what he truly intended. "I wanted this meal to be our farewell, not our battlefield. But I see now that you did not come here for closure."

"I have been your master. I am your master. And I will always be your master." Each statement landed with weight that pressed against Erwin’s existence. "And what I will teach you now is that in Observable Existence, there cannot be two Paradoxes."

"On this, we agree, Master." His voice held no tremor, no hesitation. "There cannot be two Paradoxes. Which is why I have prepared for you just like I prepared for countless others."

"I have prepared to declare with surety that in Observable Existence, there is only one Paradox."

"My Paradox."

"For what I am about to do to you, I am sorry, O Primordial Paradox."

BOOM!

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