Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5125

Chapter 5125: Ego! III

Noah turned the information over within himself.

Emotive’s singularity of emotions had unfolded inside his perception like a flower made of stolen feelings, and within it lay everything she had gathered across THE Wyld. Names, configurations, weavings of authority, the signatures of beings who had been reworked at fundamental levels by hands grander than their own. He held it all in a stillness that the multicolored seas around him couldn’t disturb.

THE Gilded Ones engineered their chosen ones differently than he engineered his.

His own work with Existential Engineering replaced lattices, pulled Bounded Lifeforms across the threshold into Nascent Hadean, gave them access to Infinity through transformation of what they fundamentally were. THE Gilded Ones did something else entirely. They didn’t transform the foundation. They amplified specific Egos within the existing makeup, inflated emotions until those emotions became the very channels through which Infinity could pour without triggering THE Gamaidian. Pride as a vessel. Wrath as a vessel. Passion as a vessel!

Two different philosophies of ascension, two different paths toward the same forbidden well.

"I may need to see the engineering of THE Gilded Ones firsthand."

He spoke the words almost to himself, his gaze still resting on the floating singularity of information.

THE Living Emotive’s eyes shone the moment the words left his mouth.

Her hair surged into electric pinks and feverish golds, the colors crashing against each other with the kind of excitement she clearly couldn’t contain. She drifted closer through the air, her bare feet still not touching the shattered Shelter beneath them, her smile stretching into something that bordered on giddy.

"Oh! Oh, oh, oh! Why don’t you make a trip to THE Wyld then?"

Her voice came out faster, the manic edge slipping back through the coherence she had been holding so carefully.

"I could mask you! Anh, you could probably mask yourself a thousand times better than I ever could, but I could help, I could layer my emotional weavings over you so that even the ones who feel for emotional disturbances wouldn’t catch a single ripple of your presence. And with how much information I keep receiving from emotions all across existence...sheesh, I’m telling you, I can pinpoint isolated parties of Primordial Architects who have already undergone modification!"

...! 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

She circled him slowly through the air, her hands gesturing as her words built momentum.

"Think about it! Just think about it for one moment! Nobody expects this of you right now. Nobody! Everyone in THE Wyld is bracing for the Civilizational Holy War, calculating who will fall and who will rise. Their attention is fixed on the spectacle. Their attention is not on the doors of their own home."

Her hair shifted into deep violets that suggested cunning beneath the mania.

"And THE Creature is already there running rampant! Things are chaotic in ways they haven’t been in eons. Primordial Architects are dying in corners of THE Wyld where their corpses won’t be found for a long time, and nobody can tell which disappearances are him and which are something else. You walking through that chaos would be one more ripple in a sea that’s already churning. Who would even notice?"

She drifted in front of him, her eyes holding too many colors to count.

"I already have the locations of a few isolated groups you could fuck up as your lab rats. Engineered ones, modified ones, the kind that would let you peel back their existential layers and see exactly what THE Gilded Ones did to them. You’d learn more in one visit than I could explain across a hundred conversations!"

Her smile sharpened into something almost shy beneath the manic glow.

"And...oh! It would be our first journey together..."

Noah considered it.

He stood there in the multicolored sea with twenty hours still remaining on the Civilizational Holy War countdown, his Pillar still rising within THE Infiniverse, his second body still overseeing the training of his people, his third body still standing on the other side of Sadakar’s door at Nakatsukuni.

He could spare another body for this. He could spare more than that if the work demanded it.

And he did need to stretch his muscles.

There was nothing grander than walking into the enemy’s field and studying them without their knowledge, no purer test of his current capabilities than moving through the home of beings who would happily collapse his existence if they sensed him there!

He had ascended through unconventional methods, and unconventional methods demanded unconventional applications.

His decision settled into him without ceremony.

He waved his hand once, ignoring Emotive entirely for the moment, and space fluctuated around him in response to the gesture. The fluctuation stretched, folded inward on itself, and from that fold a figure stepped through with the steady grace of someone who had been mid-motion when summoned.

Naldine Manthon emerged into the multicolored sea.

She was breathing heavily, the rhythm of her chest betraying that she had just been sparring with another of his bodies inside THE Infiniverse. Her radiant white hair held its new rivers of gold prominently, the strands still damp at the edges from exertion. Her singularity-dotted eyes adjusted to the new environment in a single blink, and her vihuela rested against her back, still humming faintly with residual authority.

Her gaze found Emotive almost immediately.

Noah watched the exchange with a quiet interest he didn’t bother to hide. Emotive’s hair, which had been cycling through warm and excited shades a moment before, suddenly shifted toward colors he hadn’t seen on her yet.

Deep greens veined with sour yellows. Her smile didn’t fall, but something tightened beneath it. Her eyes flickered as they took in Naldine’s power as she displayed...

Jealousy.

Those were the colors of jealousy, and Noah found them quietly amusing on a being who claimed all emotions as her domain.

"The three of us are taking a trip to THE Wyld," he said.

Naldine blinked once. Then again.

"Are you serious?"

She studied his expression for a moment, found whatever she needed to find, and exhaled through her nose with the resignation of someone who had long ago stopped questioning his choices.

"I mean...okay."

Her gaze drifted back to Emotive, her singularity-dotted eyes narrowing slightly as she took in the manic beauty floating beside them. Her brow furrowed in open displeasure, and her voice came out flat and unimpressed.

"Why are you picking up stray cats? What’s the use of this one?"

Emotive’s hair flared into bright reds.

"Stray cats? Stray cats?! Look at her, talking like she wasn’t crawling out of some dusty corner of existence playing her little instrument before he found her too! At least I came bearing gifts of information that could shape an entire war and more. What did you bring? A song?"

Naldine’s mouth curved into the smallest, sharpest smile Noah had seen on her in a while.

"This one is just a tool," he said calmly. "And she knows it. If she performs well, she will continue to be used."

<Nakatsukuni>

"Can I take a portion of your space to have a conversation? I can feel my weavings of paradox tugging at me."

"Think about what I said. Think about not looking at things like choosing sides, but maintaining neutrality through peace being the better side. That way, one lives longer."

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