Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5509

Chapter 5509: Giving! I

He patted the Primeval limb once more.

"So, what do I gain from something like this? Exactly that. I know things I have no control over will happen, big guy. They always do. Horses leave, and armies come. I cannot stop any of it." He shrugged, and there was nothing resigned in the gesture at all, only appetite.

"So I just seek more and more knowledge, to just maybe understand those things when they happen...or get through them. Understanding the power of beings like Primeval Lifeforms is a good test of knowledge! And knowledge is the only thing I will ever need, while I prepare for whatever existence sends my way." He laughed at himself, waving a hand.

"Haha, I talked too much, it’s been a while since I had company that talks back! I’ll be done with a preliminary look soon, and then I’ll see if I can take us to Osmont."

With these words, Anaximander focused.

He closed his eyes while touching the limb, his tousled head bowing slightly, a man with no authority quietly reading the corpse-flesh of an apex being like a text, and the red sea went very still around him.

And THE Creature, half-sunken and healing, thought about the story.

How do you know what is good or what is bad?

He turned the parable over in his flat, ancient way. His other half, brutalized before his eyes, the worst thing existence had ever done to him, and the reason he had carried every burden alone since. It was..Bad. Surely bad!

And yet that carrying had grown into THE Burden of Existence, the appendage that had crushed a Serpent and hammered Gilded True Lifeforms into THE MAW among many more. The statue, inherited and unwanted, foreign weight wearing his name. Bad? It had risen for him many now, and he still breathed! Even today, pressed bloody across a red sea by a Cenozoic-equivalent being, moments from a loss that would have ended eras of solitude, bad, plainly bad, and it had forced him to finally finish the weavings he had refused for so long, that connections were not only things he protected. And the finishing had brought Anaximander, and Anaximander was about to bring Osmont!

"..."

How do you know it is good or bad?

He didn’t.

Existence itself, and he could not judge his own story mid-telling.

"Hm," THE Creature said quietly to the red water, and let the parable settle into his foundations.

Then he had to focus himself.

For eating the Intent and Pantheon of an Ananke Intent True Lifeform, alongside the Intent and Pantheon of an Egoic Intent True Lifeform, was truly a heavy feast! Wrath’s seamless pride and inevitability’s golden grammar poured through his deepest weavings as his own Intent drank and drank, and the accounting of the digestion ran clear before him. It should be enough to take him to Ananke as well.

Just barely!

Enough to carry Existence itself across the threshold of the second order, from I am...to I must be obeyed!

So he focused.

And like this, the red sea closed on the two of them.

<THE True Human Emperor>

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