Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5235

Chapter 5235: Change! II

The compressed Gilded One’s mouth opened.

Blood came out rather than words initially, and then the words followed the blood.

THE Great Usurper raised one hand.

"Yes, yes. I know all about it." He settled more comfortably into his kneeling position, his elbow resting on Abaddon’s knee. "My Unity has already spread inside you in the short period of time since you arrived here. Without you knowing, naturally. Can’t interrupt the process with consent requirements, it tends to slow things down considerably."

He tilted Abaddon’s head.

"You are unique, I will tell you that. It actually took me some dilated temporal weavings to get Unity in there. I really do have to give thanks to Osmont for all this..." He examined the ball with the academic interest of a researcher noting experimental conditions.

"Oh but what is this? You lost your Infinity? And you were fighting him?"

He laughed.

"You were actually fighting Osmont? Do you have a death wish?"

...!

He shook his head with the fond disappointment of a being who had observed poor decisions and found them more endearing than condemnable.

"Oh well. You are heavily injured, your existence is already almost fully under my Unity, and we have this lovely space and this lovely frost and all this collapsed mountain around us, so let’s you and I talk."

He leaned slightly closer.

"Meanwhile, we will take a look at your memories, yes? That works for me..."

The Gilded One had nothing available to consent or refuse with!

"If Osmont did what he did, there should be many more of you scattered around Observable Existence."

He straightened slightly.

"That is a lot of existences that know nothing about Unity. How lonely for them. How unfortunate that they are out there right now, in the inhospitable ends of Observable Existence, completely alone and probably frightened and definitely not yet acquainted with the profound comfort of being part of something larger than themselves."

He picked up the compressed ball.

Abaddon’s hand closed around it with the careful grip of a being handling something valuable rather than something defeated, and THE Great Usurper held the twitching Gilded One against his chest.

His Unity flowed into the Gilded One’s recovering foundations, the Authority of a being who had spent his time in Jotunheim expanding his hive consciousness through the chaos giants and was now exploring the specific interesting challenge of working it into the very different architecture of Gilded Paleozoic engineering!

The Gilded One’s wounds were beginning to close, not through their own physiology’s recovery but through the specific care of a being who needed his newest acquisition functional rather than collapsed.

"How about you and I go save all those poor Gilded Ones?" THE Great Usurper turned toward the procession of chaos giants, who had been waiting with the patient stillness of beings whose existence did not require them to have opinions about waiting.

"Show them the glory of what it could be to be under a single hive mind. Yes? Come on."

HUUM!

He began to move!

THE Great Usurper moved through the frosted landscape of Jotunheim with Abaddon’s massive frame and the chaos giants at his back and a compressed but healing Gilded One held carefully against his chest, and the devilish warmth of his smile did not diminish even slightly as his Unity continued its patient unhurried spread! 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

He had gotten his hands on a Gilded One.

And there were a great many more scattered across the furthest reaches of Observable Existence, sitting alone in inhospitable coordinates, currently unaware that Unity was on its way.

THE Great Usurper found this very exciting!

"For my peace," he said, "Many of you must die."

BOOM!

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