Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5591

Chapter 5591: What Reigns Supreme?

<THE Sealed One>

Talk.

The word hung in the golden mist as the vessel of THE Sealed One stood on four broken foundations, blood running freely down his wrists and pooling in his shoes, and instead of answering her, he lifted his merely human eyes and gazed up at the prisons.

They went on and on. Wall after mountain after wall of stacked gray cells, and in every cell, a face! An Infinite Lifeform staring at nothing as its silent seas stayed dark. A Gilded one with its brilliance snuffed, hugging its own knees. Source Lifeforms pressed against metal, ancient True Lifeforms sitting perfectly still in the way of beings who had run out of things to try, and down every corridor, in every direction, for gigaparsecs, those same three tenants living in every pair of eyes.

Despair. Horror. Fear!

"I will talk," the vessel said, and even bleeding, his voice found its old evenness. "Let us talk about you. Are you among the hypocrites, Warden? The ones who think they are doing something good?"

Yrsa said nothing, and he took the silence as a stage.

"There are a number of beings like me who move above the many. We sit behind thrones and beneath foundations, and we use authority and power to do our own bidding across Ages. I am guilty of everything you suspect and a great deal you lack the imagination for. If you shackled me, and told me you were banning the usage of authority for things like me who abuse it... that, I would understand. I would even call it overdue."

His broken hand rose an inch, gesturing at the horizon of cells. "But look at all of these innocent ones. Look at them! What did the millions, the billions of Infinite Lifeforms and Gilded ones and Source Lifeforms DO with their authority to deserve being chained like this? They grew as their natures grew them. They climbed the only ladders existence offered. And your answer to my crimes... is their cages."

And Warden Yrsa laughed at this time!

It was a real laugh, short and genuinely amused as she knew THE Sealed One didn’t give a damn about innocents and just wanted to waste time!

"Who are you," she said, "to even discuss morality? To sort which ones are innocent and which ones are not? The single greatest argument for my work is standing in front of me." She walked a slow half-circle around him.

"But fine. Let us grant your point fully. Let us say the vast majority of them are innocent. Truly innocent. Do you know what they are then?"

She stopped, and looked up at the cells.

"They are you, earlier. You rose from beings just like them. You were once a tiny little lifeform, climbing the only ladders existence offered, growing as your nature grew you. And yet look at what you grew up to be. Every horror above starts as an innocent below, and existence has run that experiment for eons and drowned in the results every single time. So no, I do not chain them for what they did. I chain them for what the ladder makes."

Her voice settled into something vast and level. "At this moment in time, we have begun the process. Binding, chaining, and removing authority across many Observable Existences and Dimensions, across THE Source Lands, across THE Infinite Carcosa. And when the bindings are done, every single one of them will be transferred to live peacefully across different regions of existence, in places where the abuse of authority cannot harm any other life."

"They can build their civilizations with their own hands. They can farm, and craft, and argue, and grow old. And if any of them ever wishes harm, they can, at most, harm themselves or a specific few. Never again will a single existence hold such an abuse of authority that it can affect the lives of countless others."

The vessel of THE Sealed One looked at her through the pain, bleeding from four broken limbs, and smiled.

"And look at you," he said softly. "A single existence, deciding the fate of countless all around you, right now."

For one moment, the white rivers around her slowed.

Then Yrsa waved her hand, unbothered.

"I do not care for philosophy. I care for informstion. So we return to my questions, and you will notice that I have been patient." She crouched before him again.

"THE Dimensionlapses. The fusings accelerate this Age, and Dimensions do not fold into each other on their own schedule. Who benefits from skies drowning in skies? What is being consolidated? Speak."

"Mm. And here is my question." Blood was running from the corner of his mouth now, but the old pleasantness never left his voice. "What does a thing like you belong to? You wear no authority. You hate authority and yet use it. You collar Primevals and quote a coming age. So whose dog are you, Warden? A dog of Those Who Remain, sent to clean the board for its owners? Or something rarer... a dog of those who look down upon authority itself?"

His breath rattled, and his smile widened through it. "Or are you a dog of THE First Lifeforms?"

"The conflicts between True Lifeforms and the Primeval Ones." Yrsa continued as if he had not spoken at all. "Three Ages of cold war warming. Someone has been feeding both sides of that fire. Was it you? Name your partners."

"You did not answer my question."

"Name the other hands behind THE Dimensionlapses."

"You did not answer my question." A wet laugh. "Which means the answer of who you belong to is...interesting. Merely a dog. Oh, a bitch, merely a bitch...that is all you are."

CRACK!

She broke a rib almost absently, and he folded around it, and still nothing came out of him but blood! Question after question, minutes of them, the fusings, the wars, his vessels, his allies, and the vessel of THE Sealed One deflected and asked and smiled and bled, growing paler by the exchange, his voice thinning as the pool beneath him spread, an ancient monster spending the last of a borrowed body on the only currency he had left.

"I did not want to do it this way. Extraction through a fried brain wastes almost everything." She looked down at him.

"So. Memory extraction is the way to go. Any last words, as this vessel of yours is about to lose its life?"

"Death... smiles at everyone," said THE Sealed One. "I smile back at it."

BOOM!

"Wait for me. Just wait for me... and I will show you how vast this existence is. I have been living across dimensions and time. My vessels are many. My connections are abundant. Just you... wait for me."

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