Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5007

Chapter 5007: Do Not Idolize I

In the outer fringes of Alfheimr.

Space fluctuated with distortions pressing against the boundaries of this Primordial Realm, reality bending and folding as something approached from directions that normal perception could not track.

The fluctuations intensified for a moment, building toward a crescendo of spatial displacement, and then three unique figures appeared where nothing had existed moments before.

Fresh arrivals from THE Interstices!

The first was an Undivided One in humanoid form, his skin shining obsidian with depths suggesting countless eyes watching from beneath that dark surface. He stood tall and proud, adorned in a clear blue robe that contrasted sharply with his darkness, and his features held an expressiveness unusual for beings of his classification.

Where most Undivided Ones presented faces of hunger and alien intent, this one smiled with genuine enthusiasm, his radiant eyes filled with expectations.

The second was a Formless Terror whose entire body consisted of illusory crimson tentacles, but they had been arranged and compressed into a humanoid shape held together with discipline.

Both were unique among their kinds, geniuses of their own stature whose power would have put common Absolutes to shame.

Floating behind them was a woman also adorned in blue robes, but the air surrounding her carried weight of an entirely different magnitude.

She held the aura of a Primordial Architect, that intersection of differentiation and undifferentiation pressing against reality with authority accumulated since THE First Cause itself. Her presence alone made the outer fringes of Alfheimr seem to contract slightly.

Her eyes were pure white, holding no iris or pupil in any conventional sense, but within that whiteness floated blue dots resembling singularities, points of compressed authority orbiting slowly through her gaze.

Radiant white hair cascaded down her back in waves holding their own faint luminescence. She was strikingly beautiful, and really, ridiculously so!

A Primordial Architect, an Undivided One, and a Formless Terror walked into Alfheimr.

This was not the start of a bad joke but an actual reality, three beings of vastly different classifications traveling together with purpose that had brought them across Observable Existence in search of something specific.

The blue robes they shared marked them as affiliated, as belonging to something greater than their individual natures.

The Formless Terror turned toward the Primordial Architect.

"Naldine, what do your senses tell you?"

His voice emerged from somewhere within that mass of illusory appendages.

"Is the Infinity-bearer in this Primordial Realm? We have been searching to no avail for a while now, and I confess my patience grows thin despite my best efforts to maintain it."

The Primordial Architect, Naldine, looked ahead with gaze piercing through layers of reality that her companions could not perceive.

The outer fringes of Alfheimr stretched before them in configurations of light and energy unique to this realm, forests of crystallized potential rising toward skies holding colors that had not fully differentiated into specific hues. Traces of authority lingered everywhere, remnants of beings who had passed through this space across eons of accumulated history.

And among those traces, faint but unmistakable, glimmers of Infinity pulsed with blue-gold light.

But they were old. Residual. The echoes of presence rather than presence itself.

Naldine shook her head with a motion carrying finality.

"He should not be here. He was here, but no more."

"Otherwise the pull of Infinity here would be much greater than what I perceive. What remains is merely what he left behind, traces of passage rather than indication of current location."

She had been collecting these fragments throughout their journey, gathering pieces of the Infinity-bearer’s scattered influence like a hunter gathering tracks left by prey they had not yet glimpsed. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"The adversity that breaks all others shall forge him. The hardship that ends all paths shall begin his. The Scales demand what the Scales demand, and he shall pay in currencies that have not yet been minted."

"Three times shall he face the mirror of undoing. Three times shall he choose between becoming and unbecoming. Three times shall the answer be the same, and three times shall the answer be different."

"In the end, which is also the beginning, the Infinite shall stand before the Undefined. And only one shall remain to tell the tale that no one shall hear."

"This is an Echo of First Cause."

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