Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5486

Chapter 5486: The White Pool!

THE Quintessential Pantheon of THE Infiniverse wrapped around Noah’s body.

How did one describe being connected to a home this way? He had lived within her, grown her, filled her with his people and his Letters, and all of that had been closeness of a kind. But this was different. Her realms turned at the edge of his awareness now the way his own fingers did, present without being watched, and when Seo-yeon laughed somewhere in THE Mirrored Hearth. He was more connected to THE Infiniverse than he had ever been, and threaded through every strand of that connection ran his crown, Ruination’s weave humming quietly along all of it.

Of course, the thing was only budding. A Pantheonic Dimension shared by three True Lifeforms was minutes old, its rules unset, its laws unwritten, its true shape still gathering itself the way a newborn Observable Existence gathered its realms. They would have to establish all of it in time. What could enter and what could not. What the dimension permitted and what it refused. Everything.

But it was so grand already that the rest was simply a matter of patience. It was all slowly coming together.

And for the purpose in front of him, for serving as a vessel once his Intent laid out the path, it was more than enough.

Noah opened his eyes and focused.

Through his evolved Sight, the threads of his own forming Pantheonic Dimension lay spread around him, blue and gold and crimson woven into a single vast composition, and he took hold of his Intent and cast it out along them like a fishing line paid out across the rigging of a ship. His Intent ran the length of the Pantheon’s threads and then past them, stretching out beyond everything known, out toward the unknown itself.

Above him, THE Estuary Eye began to spin and pulse.

The Anchor woven through it caught his Intent and tugged, and pulled, and Noah felt himself connect to a vast and endless darkness. It was the dark between the seas made intimate, pressed up against his awareness from every side, and his Intent moved through it as filaments of fine string, drifting, brushing, listening for the shape of a door.

He was looking. He was searching!

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At this same time, outside the settling storm, Amser Modred watched the blue clear away.

The figure of THE Infiniverse pulled back from her Master, stepping lightly out of the fading winds, and what she left behind made the breath catch in more than one ancient chest. Noah sat in a meditative position on the open ground, silent and still, and around him faint geometric lines had begun to form, the barest suggestion of a structure tracing itself through the air in slow blue and gold. It was incomplete, hardly more than a sketch of something vast, and yet the hearts of Amser Modred and the others vibrated just from looking at it!

What exactly had been built inside that storm? None of them could say. All of them could feel that the answer was large.

Amser breathed out, shook his head, and took his gaze away from the one he now followed, turning instead toward the one he used to.

THE Creature stood where he had stood all along, obsidian flames banked low, with Emotive still near him. Amser floated over, and for a moment the two old existences simply looked at each other,.

"I would ask if you have been well," Amser said, "but I know better. Out of all of us, you were always the one who exceeded."

THE Creature looked at him calmly and nodded.

"I do exceed." There was no boast in it!

"But how are the others? THE Living Origin? THE Living Hunger? Osmont took you all in, so they should be doing well."

"It’s all relative." Amser smiled slightly. "But they are good. Better than good, perhaps. They have more peace now than we ever had in those years. Of course, you have a sack of shit like THE Living Elemental still imprisoned, but for the most part..."

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