Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5904

Chapter 5904: The Maze of Destiny!

THE Verdant Regard stepped out of the green light and into the Chrysalis.

She arrived in a region where the silk had given way to seas, vast slow seas of gold that rolled and turned in every direction, and every wave in them was a destiny. Some were bright and short and crashed quickly. The air above them hummed with all the futures they carried.

A moment later, the space beside her rippled, and Noah stepped through, with Kir One looming at his back like a black mountain that had followed him home.

THE Verdant Regard turned her head and looked around.

Her face was the same, beautiful and still, her dark green hair stirring in a warm wind off the golden seas. But her eyes were not green anymore. They were gold, pupilless and shining, Noah’s eyes looking out of her face.

And what they saw was walls!

Massive golden walls of destiny rose all around them on every side, so tall their tops vanished into the haze, so wide they curved away out of sight. They were made of the same stuff as the seas below, solid destiny poured upward and frozen, and they shifted slowly as he watched, sliding and turning, opening new passages and closing old ones.

It looked as if the three of them had arrived in an enormous open courtyard at the heart of something far larger, a space walled in on every side by fate itself.

In the distance, two figures stood together at the edge of a golden sea.

One was Lifthrasir, small and calm. The other was Lygara, THE First Gu of Destiny, vast and strange, her insect body and her slow-moving tentacels curled around the shore, and above them all, the face of a beautiful woman, serene and watchful. They had been talking quietly. Now they both turned toward Noah.

Lifthrasir looked at Kir One, and then at him.

"Were you fruitful," she asked, "in using Kir One?"

Noah and Kir One looked at each other.

Kir One said nothing. One of its many faces was still, very slightly, chewing.

"Very," Noah said. He looked up at the towering golden walls. "What happened here?"

He reached outward with his Dream as he spoke, and found that he could barely send it past the walls at all. His senses ran up against them and slid back like water off glass, and what little got through came back blurred and uncertain, as if the walls themselves were deciding what he was allowed to know.

Lygara answered him.

"Destiny cannot be escaped," she said, and her voice rolled out over the golden seas like a slow tide. "Fate cannot be outrun. Every lifeform that ever lived has tried, and every one of them learned the same thing at the end of its road. You cannot leave your destiny behind. You can only turn and face it. So Lifthrasir and I chose to face hers here, on ground of our own making. We built a vast Maze of Destiny around her, to trap and confound everything that comes for her, and to let us sense it long before it arrives."

Her tentacles stirred against the shore. "There is an art to weaponizing destiny. To taking the fate of those who oppose you and crushing it in your hand."

Her beautiful face turned toward the Verdant Regard. "And you seem to be learning that art well. You have covered this woman with your weavings. She appeared not long ago, and I can feel your hand all through her."

The eyes narrowed slightly. "I did not think you could touch an Ancient yet."

...!

Her eyes shone with a dangerous light as she said it.

Noah smiled, and waved one hand easily toward the Verdant Regard.

"I know my limits," he said. "I used an opportunity, an injured woman, and possibilities you could not even imagine to make this happen. I don’t think I can bully an Ancient Immensity just yet."

So he said.

Though that might change in a day or two!

Lygara watched him for a long moment, and the dangerous light in her eyes faded, slowly, into something like interest.

Noah turned back to THE Verdant Regard.

She stood on the golden shore beside him with his eyes in her face, perfectly still, waiting for whatever he wanted. He looked at her for a while and wondered about her destiny. Where it had begun, a proud young Newly Risen in a garden. Where it had gone. Where it would have ended, if he had stayed out of her dream.

He stepped in front of her.

"You lived a horrible life as a victim," he said quietly. "And then you lived as a bully too. You ground children into pills and fed them to your daughter and called it love. And you came for my head along with the rest of them."

He tilted his head. "In existence, one either wins or loses. I will keep your dream." His voice stayed calm. "But the rest of you...does not need to stay."

|THE Verdant Regard’s identity has been erased.|

|Her dream remains.|

|Her Immensity, her Regard, and her place in existence are now held by your Dream.|