Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5478

Chapter 5478: A Heavy Crown! II

It was simple and unadorned. A slim ring of deep cerulean, glowing softly from within, and looking closely, one could see what it truly was.

Thousands upon thousands of strings, wound into a single band, each one humming at a frequency she had chosen by hand.

"This is my True Appendage," Ruination said, and for the first time in her existence, her precise voice was not entirely steady. "THE Circlet of the Quintessential Ruin. I wove it from the strings of existence itself, because that is what I am now, and I made it a crown because that is what I have always wanted to give him. A coronation. He crowned himself with his own deeds long ago. I wanted him to have a crown given by someone who watched every single one of those deeds happen."

The circlet turned slowly between her hands.

"When it rests upon Master’s head, my study becomes his sight. The crown is a living instrument of the strings, and through it, everything I perceive flows directly into his perception. He will see lifeforms and weavings the way I see them, as structures of vibrating threads, as data and composition, readable down to the foundation. My predictive weavings feed into him in real time, mid-battle, mid-conversation, mid-anything, the branching futures laid out alongside the present. It regulates his expenditures along the grain of existence, so nothing he spends is wasted against a structure I have already mapped. Every capability he holds, tuned. Every blind spot I have ever recorded, covered. It is, in every sense, me, worn as a symbol of what he is."

Her voice dropped lower.

"And it holds one thing more. The crown has the capability to fuse the weavings of True Lifeforms. Completely. Two true Existences folded wholly into his, every string of me, for example, rewoven into every string of him, two True Lifeforms becoming one being for a time. A grand True Lifeform, wearing both our names. This capability...I still need to define further."

The light faded, and the crown was finished.

Ruination held it in both hands, this small cerulean thing that contained the whole of her, and she looked down at it, and tears formed in her eyes. She had been a tool of Ruin in a burning universe and a voice first. A companion in the corner of his vision, a set of prompts in the dark, loyal past measuring and always, always slightly apart from him.

The crown in her hands was the end of that distance.

And at this time, space rippled, and Noah entered the sea of strings.

He took it in Quintessentially. His newest True Lifeform, glowing crimson and gold. His Infiniverse, radiant with pride.

Ruination, holding a cerulean circlet in both hands with tears standing in her eyes.

"Master," Ruination said.

She moved to him and knelt, lowering her head, raising the crown up toward him in both hands!

Noah reached down and lifted her back to her feet.

"I command you to stand," he said.

And then, while she stood there holding the crown, Noah went down on one knee.

He knelt before her, smiling up at the being who had spent her whole existence supporting his, and said two words.

"Crown me."

...!

|THE Circlet of the Quintessential Ruin has been adorned, as it brings about many changes. Your Quintessential Sight is the first that has undergone evolution.|

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