Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5483

Chapter 5483: Pantheon! I

Ryaenara’s eyes shone, and she nodded.

"For the next minute, my Dimension is open."

HUUM!

In the next moment, the air split. The Dora Shath’yar returned first, nine bronze Daughters landing in loose formation, spears in hand, black-hole eyes sweeping the ancient temples. With them came THE Creature, obsidian flames billowing out over the stellar lakes as he looked around the hidden Dimension the way he looked at everything. Slowly!

A moment later, behind Noah, three more figures appeared. THE Infiniverse in her cerulean-threaded dress. Amser Modred, wrapped in his purple light. And Emotive.

Emotive came close to Noah immediately, eyes shining with their manic light as she catalogued every terrifying existence present, and when her gaze landed on THE Creature she lit up entirely. She hugged Noah’s arm with both of hers and waved at THE Creature over it, enthusiastic as a girl greeting an old classmate.

THE Creature regarded her for a moment.

"Hm," he said.

Ryaenara, meanwhile, was studying Emotive and THE Infiniverse with narrowed, shining eyes, her gaze pressing at them like fingers testing fabric. Two True Lifeforms she had never inspected, standing in her own Dimension. Whatever she found, or failed to find, stayed off her face, though Noah noticed the inspection ran a beat longer on THE Infiniverse than on anyone else.

"It looks like you’ve gathered a decent amount of people," she said at last. "So, one thing I will tell you now, if it wasn’t already clear. Dimensions of Existence are mainly for the True, and the traversal reflects it. When you cross, all of you goes. Your bodies. Your clones. Your consciousness. Everything. There is no leaving a spare self behind to mind the store."

Her voice lost its looseness entirely.

"And traversing across Dimensions and time carries unintended consequences. If we enter a Dimension with very different weavings of time, then a few days for us could be a few weeks here. A few months. Or seconds. We will never know until we come back. So make whatever arrangements you need for anyone you are leaving behind. Make them now."

Her words changed things greatly, and Noah frowned.

All of him would go. Every body, every thread of consciousness, gone from this era for an unknowable span. He ran the consequences at once, and none of them were acceptable. Seo-yeon, newly his daughter, waking in a home whose Aba had vanished. His mother. Henry. Barbatos. And THE Sealed One loose in the present, with every protection Noah provided simply absent, for weeks, or months, or however long the dark decided.

If traversal took everything, then he would bring everything.

Not the manifestation standing behind him. All of her. THE Infiniverse, with the three newborn Observable Existences nested inside her, with Seo-yeon and Amelia and Henry and every last designated human under his crown. The whole home, carried along! Too many unpredictable things could happen in months of absence, and he did not leave his people in unpredictable places.

He communicated it to THE Infiniverse with a light nod. She smiled slightly.

Then Noah walked forward, past all of them, to the open ground before the temples.

Behind him, his wings blazed into visibility, hundreds of eyes turning as THE Pinion Vigil unfolded, and above him THE Estuary Eye opened, the Anchor woven through it humming with Amser’s purple threads. He rolled his neck once, an emperor limbering up for a cast.

"Then I will get started," Noah said, "in fishing for a Dimension of Existence."

"Are you ready?" he asked THE Infiniverse. "It seems the coming traversal will need it. Your True Appendage. If we are crossing Dimensions and Time itself, then the moment to implement it is now, not later."

Pantheon.

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