Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5024

Chapter 5024: The Pluvial Epoch! III

THE Beholder had observed existence since before differentiation taught reality how to have boundaries.

He watched a portion of THE First Cause unfold when potential became actual and the endless sea first learned to flow in directions that could be named. He witnessed the emergence of Primordial Architects from the intersection of what was and what was not. He perceived a portion of the birth of Observable Existence itself, that grand experiment in structured being that had persisted across cycles beyond counting.

In all that observation, across all those eons of simply watching without acting, he had never witnessed anything quite as grand...until now.

Some he understood the name of as soon as he saw it.

The Pluvial Epoch of Existential Infinity.

He didnt know where it began, but it began with endless drops. Those initial drops became streams. Streams became rivers. Rivers became floods that could not be contained by any boundary mortal minds had constructed.

The waters spilled outward from what he theorized to be THE Interstices into Observable Existence with hunger.

THE Wastes received the rainfall first among the outer regions.

That crimson expanse where THE Primordial Armor had once hunted for the finite conductor found itself drowning in multicolored precipitation that pressed against its foundations with weight accumulated since before most of what currently lived had begun to exist.

The corrupted proto-matter that had been spreading through THE Wastes from THE Prima Indifferentia dissolved upon contact with those waters, paradoxical weavings washing away like filth before a flood.

THE Beholder observed beings who had been struggling against that corruption suddenly freed from pressure they had believed would eventually claim them.

Their relief lasted precisely as long as it took for the rainfall itself to begin testing their foundations.

Those whose Civilizations could withstand the density of the Cause survived with foundations saturated by authority they had never possessed before. Those whose Civilizations could not withstand that density simply ceased to exist, their weavings dissolved back into undifferentiated potential that the rainfall absorbed and carried forward.

There was no malice in this distinction. There was no judgment. There was simply the fundamental truth that some things were strong enough to endure transformation and some things were not.

The Wandering Territories received the deluge next, those chaotic regions where lost things gathered and broken pieces of existence accumulated. The multicolored waters flowed through spaces that should have resisted any organized authority, and yet they found purchase regardless.

The rainfall did not care that the Wandering Territories existed in layers that overlapped without truly touching. It fell through all layers simultaneously, cleansing each one with equal thoroughness.

Impossibilities that had drifted through those territories for eons were washed away. Fragments of space that had folded in on themselves were straightened by waters that refused to accept their contradictory geometry. The Wandering Territories did not cease to exist, but they became something different, something more ordered despite their chaotic nature, something that had been baptized by authority exceeding anything they had contained before.

The Transcendent Folds experienced the rainfall with particular intensity, for these were regions where the finite conductor’s Infinity had spread most thoroughly across his native era.

His Infinite Absolute Seals had saturated these Folds, and now that saturation served as channel through which the Pluvial Epoch flowed with concentrated force.

THE Beholder turned his singular perception toward the Shelters of THE Loom that had their doors flung open.

Early Creatures within that primordial space felt the waters pressing against their ancient foundations, testing weavings that had existed since THE Earliest Folds itself. Some of those Early Creatures had grown complacent across eons of unchallenged existence. Some had allowed their Civilizations to stagnate while they rested upon accomplishments achieved in ages past.

Those Early Creatures discovered that age alone did not guarantee survival.

The rainfall did not care how long a being had existed. It cared only whether their Civilization could withstand the pressure of Existential Infinity falling endlessly upon their foundations. Three Thousand Early Creatures within a Shelter of THE Loom dissolved during the initial deluge, their ancient weavings insufficient to contain what was being poured into them.

Living Existences fared worse on average.

Those who had grown weak. Those who had neglected their cultivation. Those who had relied upon external support rather than internal strength. They dissolved alongside the Early Creatures who had made similar mistakes, their classifications insufficient to protect them from the fundamental truth that weakness invited extinction.

THE Beholder observed it all with attention he had not granted anything in eons.

Alfheimr received the rainfall with particular significance, for this Primordial Realm had been touched by the finite conductor’s presence a few times across his journey through existence.

The crystallized forests of that realm found themselves drowning in multicolored waters that pressed against their structure with weight that made their previous configurations seem fragile by comparison.

Ljosalfar across Alfheimr experienced the deluge with responses ranging from ecstasy to agony depending on the strength of their individual Civilizations. Those whose foundations could contain the density of Existential Infinity felt themselves elevated beyond anything they had previously achieved, their potential expanding to encompass possibilities they had never imagined.

Approximately...one-third to one-half of all Civilizations across affected regions were collapsing under the pressure of the Pluvial Epoch.

THE Primordial Mycelia’s infection had spread furthest in Jotunheim, and the Pluvial Epoch sought that infection with determination that bordered on sentience.

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