Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5903

Chapter 5903: A Broken Piece!

Noah watched the second branch to its very end.

Then he watched the third, the fourth, and the fifth.

|Branch 2: You erase THE Verdant Regard’s identity and keep her Immensity as an empty weapon.|

|THE SLEEPLESS FIEND speaks to her for three minutes.|

|In the fourth minute, he notices that she has stopped being afraid of him.|

|Branch 2 has ended badly.|

|Branch 3: You stay inside THE Keepers of Existence and play her as herself, for days.|

|You are careful. You are nearly perfect.|

|On the ninth day, He tilts his head as if he realized something.|

|Branch 3 has ended badly.|

|Branch 4: You flee the Keepers at once, taking her with you.|

|THE SLEEPLESS FIEND follows the trail of green light through the snow.|

|Branch 4 has ended badly.|

|Branch 5: You let her live a small part of the dream she always wanted.|

|Outcome: acceptable.|

|You keep what you have gained.|

|Your Dreaming Human Origin holds. Assimilation Rate: unchanged.|

...!

The glass closed.

An instant passed in the real orchard. Snow fell. THE SLEEPLESS FIEND stood beneath the frozen plum tree, smiling down at the woman he thought he knew.

Noah’s weavings pulsed, once, deep inside her.

And THE Verdant Regard turned to face him!

She rose slowly from the foot of the tree, one hand still pressed to her wounded chest, and looked up at the Fiend with her green eyes. Her voice came out quiet at first, and then steadier, as if she were saying something she had rehersed a thousand times in the dark.

"Do you know," she said, "that I am always living in fear of you?"

The Fiend’s smile stayed exactly where it was.

"Every shred of my Immensity dreads the next moment it will have to stand in front of you," she went on. "When you came to the Legacy of THE Acharya and talked to me as if you were convincing me to leave them, to betray them, I played along as if I had a choice. But you and I both know it was only you giving an order."

The snow fell between them.

"And since then, nothing has gone right. Not in any way. My daughter is still severed, her path torn and going nowhere. I have lost and lost and lost. And you only seem to grow grander."

Her voice dropped. "Behind my fear, there is such a tremendous hatred for you that I have never once been able to bring myself to say it to your face."

The Fiend looked at her for a long moment.

Then his smile widened, slow and brutal.