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Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5045

Chapter 5045: Hadean! I

Are Primordial Architects the Blessed Lifeforms of Observable Existence?

Some entities emerge from the collision of differentiation and undifferentiation as Undivided Ones. Others crystallize into Formless Terrors. Still others become the countless classifications that populate Observable Existence at every Scale and depth.

But Primordial Architects are born different.

They emerge already holding authority that others spend eons cultivating. Some manifest at THE First Scale with foundations so refined that reaching Absolute depths becomes inevitability rather than aspiration. Others appear directly at THE Second Scale, their existence already transformed into configurations that most beings cannot achieve regardless of how long they struggle toward transcendence.

What did they possess within their existence that others didn’t? What quality separated their emergence from the emergence of everything else? Were they favored by THE First Cause itself, or did some random arrangement of forces during their formation grant them advantages that had nothing to do with preference?

Nobody knows.

The Primordial Architects themselves don’t know. They simply are what they are, born into privilege that they did nothing to earn and cannot explain to those who ask.

There was a time when THE Creature counted himself among them.

Before he became what he is now, before he shattered classifications and rebuilt himself into something that defied every category Observable Existence had established, he walked as a Primordial Architect.

His power was immense. His authority was absolute within the domains he claimed. His future stretched before him with possibilities that most beings could only dream of reaching.

And he chose to throw it all away.

The story goes that a Proterozoic Scale Primordial Architect stood before him when he announced his intention. An ancient entity whose name has been deliberately forgotten, someone who had watched THE Creature’s rise with concern.

"You understand this is irreversible," that entity had said. "What you propose is annihilation of everything you currently are. The weavings of a Primordial Architect cannot be reclaimed once abandoned. You will become nothing, and from that nothing, you hope to become something else entirely."

The entity paused, letting the severity settle.

"Things will forever change. You will never again be what you are now. The weavings that made you will dissolve, and whatever emerges from its ashes may not survive the process. You may entirly collapse and lose our blessing. Is that truly what you want?"

THE Creature’s response had been grand.

"A Blessing?" He laughed, and the sound made reality itself flinch. "You call this a Blessing? I call it a ceiling. I call it a cage with comfortable walls. I call it the highest room in a structure when I want to stand beneath open sky."

He had stepped forward, and even that ancient Primordial Architect had stepped back.

"Why I would leave behind such weavings? I ask you why I would keep them? To remain what I was born as? To accept limitations written into my existence before I had any say in what I would become? To spend eternity as the greatest version of something I never chose to be?"

His presence pressed against everything nearby, already beginning the process of unmaking what he had been.

"I don’t want to be a decent Primordial Architect. I want to be something that makes the very concept of Primordial Architects seem small. And if that means burning away every advantage I was given, then I will burn gladly. I...will always burn."

Chapter 5045: Hadean! I 1

THE Creature...became something else entirely.

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"What is this place?" he asked the Singular Cognizance floating beside him. "And why did we come here?"

"Nakatsukuni. A unique Singular Cognizance and multiple Proterozoic Scale Architects have this domain as their home. They’ve maintained peace here for eons while the rest of Observable Existence tears itself apart with schemes and conflicts."

"And we’re here because?"

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