Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5383

Chapter 5383: Me! II

Him!

His identity was his power, and his power was his identity, the two collapsed into a single thing at last. THE Egoic Intent of THE Quintessential Osmontian!

And it fit, the way a key fits, because Quintessence had always been a deep part of who he was. It was bound to his name, to the irreducible truth that remained when everything else was stripped, and now as every cell and every weaving of him transformed, the name and the truth and the power became one.

|I believe congratulations are in order.|

THE Sealed One, from behind the grinding rune over his heart, sounding almost warm.

|What a wonder you are. Truly. I have been inside a great many beings, and I have congratulated none of them, because none of them ever did anything worth the breath. And no one else will know of this achievement of yours yet. Not your Source Lifeforms, not the pretty Mesozoic one glancing your way. Only me. So allow me. I will definitely congratulate you, my dear vessel, as you become something else. It is a rare and lovely thing to watch up close.|

...!

Noah received the congratulations of the monster in his chest for exactly what it was worth, which was nothing, and made sure his newly forming Intent wrapped tight around his heart as it took shape, the Egoic truth of him layering over the cage, reinforcing the chains with the purest expression of his identity yet. If his Intent was him, then his Intent was the strongest wall he had, and he built it into the prison the moment he had it.

THE Sealed One continued, untroubled by his actions.

|By the way. I had not managed to get this deep into THE Source Lands before. The seals hold me to many scattered places. And now here I am, in THE Hallowed Demesne, among the ordered territory of some of the slightly powerful Source Lifeforms themselves, carried in the chest of a freshly minted Vessel."

WAA!

"So thank you for that. Thank you for the information, and the access, and all the lovely things you are going to give me as you move among the Source Lifeforms with me riding along. It is almost as though you are my little soldier, marching about and collecting it all on my behalf.|

A pause, amused.

|But never mind that. It troubles you and I would rather we talk. May I ask you something, in the spirit of our new closeness? What is it that a being like you actually wants? What is all of it for? Why struggle against existence at all. Why struggle against me. Why do anything, in these mad endless weavings of existence that grind on whether you act or not? My dear vessel. Why?|

HUUM!

Why.

Noah raised his head and looked out across THE Hallowed Demesne.

Dame Seraphine stood at a distance, talking with the others, glancing his way every so often the way a person glances at a thing they cannot stop being aware of.

"What is it all for...." he said. "Indeed. What is it all for. For the adversity. For the brutality. For the wonders of existence, the ones that make even a day like this one worth having lived to see." He let it build.

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