Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5640

Chapter 5640: Ruling! II

The sheer audacity of the prompts caused the air around Noah to grow heavy and dense!

He had taken the supreme measure of THE Immense Ones and generated his own name over the top of it, securing the benefits of their cruel currency without ever submitting to their authority!

BOOM!

The verdant hills shook violently as the physical manifestation of his new Ordination arrived.

Obsidian gold rivers of Osmontian Moirai surged into being from the empty air, roaring around him in a torrential, swirling storm of localized destiny.

Unlike the standard Existential Moirai that paid the obedient servants of the Pax, this Moirai belonged solely to him. It carried the dark, fiendish weight of his blood, completely superseding the normal rules of probability!

Noah stood at the center of the obsidian gold rivers, feeling the staggering upward pressure of a reality that was now actively conspiring to ensure his victory.

He breathed in the heavy, intoxicating current of his own generated destiny, his eyes glowing with quiet, unyielding dominance!

Although the obsidian gold rivers of his newly generated Osmontian Moirai had settled into a quiet, terrifying orbit around him, Noah did not let his momentum rest.

He remained suspended within the absolute clarity of his Reverie, floating atop the verdant hills of THE Infiniverse while the skies above him rippled with endless potential!

In truth, he was still dissecting the staggering capabilities granted by his Ordination as THE Meta-Fictional Protagonist. The prompt detailing Scene Dictation sat heavily at the forefront of his mind.

If he could declare a localized region of space to be a closed narrative act, nullifying all external interference and ambient dimensional laws until the scene resolved on his own terms, he possessed the ultimate absolute defense!

Of course, a scene required an ending. He needed a resolution condition so impossible, so unfathomably distant, that the scene would effectively never end until he explicitly chose to end it.

Noah looked up at the boundless skies of his domain.

"A true defense... is not a barrier of force. It is a boundary of script. If you want to keep the storm out, you do not build a higher roof. You simply write a play where the rain is not permitted to fall until the final act. I have the pen now. And I... am writing the walls."

WAA!

His tone dropped its warmth for flat, tyrannical certainty.

"I declare THE Infiniverse to be a closed narrative act. And this scene will only be resolved when THE Infiniverse obtains IT. The IT that THE Sealed One and all others seek will be the single, absolute condition that resolves this closed narrative!"

BOOM!

The response from existence was immediate and deafening!

A shockwave of pure narrative authority erupted from his fingertips, expanding outward at speeds that made light look entirely static!

The skies of THE Infiniverse did not physically alter their color, but a profound, unyielding conceptual lock clamped down over the entire Unique Transfinite Dimension.

The boundary of reality thickened noticeably. The rivers of Osmontian Moirai surged upward, weaving themselves into the very fabric of the space, turning the atmosphere heavy with the undeniable weight of an authored script!

Crisp, staggering prompts cascaded down his vision.

|SCENE DICTATION INITIATED.|

|THE Infiniverse has been declared a Closed Narrative Act.|

"Release all the collected boons of THE Tide That Owes Nothing from my recent actions," Noah declared into the quiet air.

...!

The stellar blue-gold light of his Provenance Essence flared as the Tide answered his call, calculating the sheer weight of his recent salvation and conquest.

|THE Tide That Owes Nothing recognizes the salvation of ancient Descendants, the upending of established mountain fiefs, and the genesis of a grand Narrative of Existence among many acts of giving.|

|Calculated Boon Yield: 4,000 Genesis Tesseracts.|

|Wait. Anomaly detected within your Ordination.|

Noah narrowed his eyes slightly as the prompts flickered, shifting from the standard gold of the Tide to the dark, obsidian-gold hue of his Osmontian Moirai.

|Your Hidden Mantle of THE Meta-Fictional Protagonist has inherently triggered the Narrative Archetype of EXISTENCE BLESSED.|

...!

|EXISTENCE BLESSED: Existence itself actively conspires in THE Protagonist’s favor. Natural disasters happen at the exact moment you need a distraction. Rare opportunities drop directly into your lap without effort. Lethal attacks miraculously miss your vitals by a hair’s breadth. Existence bends to ensure your continued rise.|

|For you, the boon of the Tide has been tripled.|

|12,000 Genesis Tesseracts have been brought to fruition.|

BOOM!