Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5760

Chapter 5760: Existence Is Not Empty!

Noah stepped out of the record and back into the present.

He arrived where the Dimensional Provenance Train had been cut open, where Vakochev had cleaved it in two and an architect had died and a frost-visage had planted its forest. Hours had passed here while he had been figuring out the Existential Chorionic Gonadotropin.

The frost-forest had grown thicker, its rimed boughs heavier with frozen Dimensions, and the region for gigaparsecs around had emptied out, the hunters gone, the watchers gone, the snow still falling silent over the ruin. It looked, at a glance, like an abandoned place. A dead one.

Then Noah looked at it with the eyes he had now, and he saw that it was nothing of the kind.

...!

Existence was not empty. It had never been empty! He simply had never been able to see.

Above him, through the foamy void that he had always taken for a formless dark, there rose pillars. Vast ones. They climbed up out of the deep of existence and stretched away in every direction, structures so enormous that a single one dwarfed whole clusters of Dimensions themselvs, and they were everywhere, a forest of them far grander than the frozen one below, reaching endlessly across the void. And they coursed with authority!

Some shone blue from root to unseen peak, boundless Infinity pouring up their length. Others ran obsidian with THE Primordial Source, dark and dense and old.

Others gleamed white with the woven light of THE Argent Loom. And others still burned in colors Noah had no names for, flowing endlessly upward, downward, and outward through the structures.

They were strange to look at, because they were solid and they were not. He could see the shape of each pillar clearly, and yet he could see through it too, as though it were both a thing and the absence of a thing, hollow and present at once. He reached out and laid his hand against the nearest, a great blue column of pure Infinity, and the moment he touched it, prompts bloomed across his sight.

|You are perceiving an EXISTENTIAL CONDUIT.|

|The Conduits are the channels through which the authorities of existence flow, threaded through the whole of the void the way rivers and seas are threaded through a world. Infinity, THE Primordial Source, THE Argent Loom, and authorities beyond your knowing move along them without end.|

|They are the veins of existence itself.|

Noah drew his hand back slowly.

Existence was not a formless dark scattered with worlds. It was this. It was an endless architecture of flowing authority, seas and rivers of power moving through the deep in structures grander than anything he had ever built, and it had always been here, all around him, in every place he had ever stood!

And it now stood surrounded by whites of snow.

He had walked through it his whole existence and never once seen it, because to see it, one had to stand where he now stood. The cruelest part of that beauty was that almost nothing alive could perceive it. Only the very greatest existences could look at the deep of things and see how unfathomably lovely it truly was.

And it was not only the Conduits!

Something moved along them.

Across the void, across miles and light years and gigaparsecs, drifting between the great pillars and perched upon them, were living things. Small ones.

They were the equivalent of the flies and critters and birds a person might see drifting through any forest on any world, and they were everywhere, thousands of them turning lazily through the space of a single nearby light year alone.

Each one was incandescent, a small bright shape of pure light, delicate and strange, with wings or fins or trailing streamers of radiance that caught the colors of the Conduits they drifted near. Many were perched upon the great pillars, still and peaceful, and Noah understood, watching them, that they were drinking.

They sipped at the flowing authorities like how insects sip at nectar, feeding quietly on the rivvers of Infinity and Primordial Source and THE Argent Loom, minding their own small business in the veins of existence.

|You are perceiving CONDUIT LIFEFORMS.|

|They dwell in the flow of the Existential Conduits and feed upon the authorities that move there, and the authority feeds on them. They are imperceptible to beings of insufficient Dimensionality and standing. Dimensionality alone is not enough. One must also hold the standing to perceive them, and only once perceived can they perceive you in turn, and interact.|

|CONDUIT LIFEFORM|

|VERITAS: ~150. POTENTIA: ~150. PONDUS: ~150. PROVENANCE: 0.|

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