Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5442

Chapter 5442: Only Existence! II

THE Creature drifted closer, the maw yawning patiently at his chest, and he began to eat them at this time even as they roared backwards in horror.

WUU!

He did it slowly, because the lesson mattered more than the meal. The maw took Aurescine first, drawing the Ealdor in by degrees, and the Superbius screamed with a voice that had never once in his long existence been made to scream, watching pieces of his own being vanish into the dark ahead of him.

"Do you feel that?" THE Creature asked, conversational, brutal, watching the horror swim in the Ealdor’s eyes. "That is the oldest transaction there is. Before contracts, before your ledgers, before your Houses and your castes and your engineered little Egos, there was only this. One thing eating another thing. Every civilization you built was decoration laid over that truth, and you decorated so well you forgot what was underneath."

Hadrach tried to flee. It was the sensible choice, and it accomplished nothing, because there was no direction he could flee in that was not made of the being eating his colleague. The maw took him by the leg of his existence and reeled him back in with all the urgency of a farmer retrieving a wandering animal.

"Your kind never paid for anything," THE Creature went on, as the Ira thrashed and diminished. "You were given your Egos. Given your Force. Given quintillions of lives to spend, and you spent them, and you called the spending order. You devoured an Observable Existence’s worth of small things and never once imagined the bill arriving, because nothing you had ever met was large enough to present it." The obsidian flames roared soft and vast.

"Existence noticed, you understand. Existence always notices. It simply needed a mouth. I am that mouth"

WAA!

He looked into Aurescine’s eyes as the last of the Superbius went down into the dark, ages of refined pride ending in the cold silence before sound, and there was no cruelty in THE Creature’s burning gaze as it happened.

That was somehow the worst of it, Calypso thought, watching grimly from the distance. Cruelty would have been personal. This was a being settling an account!

And he was ridiculously quick in all of this.

Too fucking efficienct in dispatching Two Mesozoic Scale beings!

The maw finished, and closed, and folded back into the obsidian flames as though it had never been, and two Mesozoic Scale Ealdor Gilded Ones simply did not exist anymore. They were consumed, records and Pantheons and selves, taken into a True Lifeform along the oldest transaction there was, and below them the largest capital in THE Braneworld stood suddenly, permanently, without its pillars.

Calypso stared at the space where two Fifth Scale beings had been, and made a quiet decision never to call him tepid again where he could hear it. He was becoming too fucking monstrous far too quickly!

This, then, was a glimpse of an appendage of a True Lifeform. Not a technique to be learned or a treasure to be looted, but identity grown into anatomy, an inheritance from the era before the Age had names, and existence had just watched one eat two Pantheons the way the tide eats a sandcastle.

THE Creature wanted nothing of the kind.

The obsidian flames rolled down across the vast capital, tier upon golden tier, over the markets still running in the lower districts and the temples still burning their incense and the tens of millions of Gilded Ones who called this place home, and the flames did not sort them. There was no test to pass, no Source Heart to present, no chance to kneel. Existence had found bacteria in itself, and existence was simply cleaning, and one does not negotiate with an infection or ask which individual microbes had good intentions.

HUUM!

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