Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4623

Chapter 4623: End of The Line II

What choice would THE Primordial Chaos demand from Noah?

As his very existence remained under constant crushing pressure, as he continued facing the immensity of the fundamental question of who he was before Primordial Chaos, this entity continued speaking as if it did not even matter what Noah was experiencing right now.

Even though no one could know with complete certainty whether this entity understood exactly what Noah’s existence was currently facing.

And at such a critical point, he was also posing something else entirely.

Noah did not have to look around to perceive that at this moment, there was an immense silence spreading throughout the entire region.

Every single Ginnu Lifeform had formed a circle of profound silence and somberness as each one now felt the oppressive aura of THE Primordial Chaos radiating outward.

His presence spread like a suffocating blanket across all of reality.

To experience the aura of an entity on the same unfathomable level as THE Creature was to feel utterly crushed.

It felt as if all of Existence was constantly pressing down on top of you from every direction simultaneously, compressing your very being into an infinitely small point.

At this moment, every single entity that did not possess any Depth of Absolute Sovereignty seemed like they were struggling desperately for their lives.

Their consciousness threatened to simply turn off and be forcibly put to sleep in the next instant, overwhelmed by pressure too great to endure.

And yet the Ginnu Lifeforms stood.

They were somber and they felt the despotic weight crushing them.

But they still floated all around Ul’moreth in a protective circle.

As if regardless of what happened here, regardless of what this apex entity demanded, they would stand with their leader and their fellow Ginnu Lifeforms until the end.

THE Primordial Chaos continued as if none of this solidarity was of any consequence to him.

His eyes remained fixed solely on Noah with unwavering focus.

|I don’t like to ramble unnecessarily, so I will present you with the choice directly and simply. Ul’moreth here took you into Ginnungagap when you needed refuge. He saved you from whatever you were fleeing. He seemingly taught you The First Tongue with tremendous generosity. He brought you into his home, his settlement filled with his people.|

His voice carried casual authority.

|There are many Ginnu Lifeforms gathered here. Before you came, they were living perfectly fine lives in relative peace. And if you had not come here, it would have continued to be this way. But now that you’re here...|

He paused for perfect effect.

|I will tell you plainly that every single life on this Primordial Genesis Shore will perish, including Ul’moreth himself, unless you make a choice. A simple choice to declare with conviction that before Primordial Chaos existed, The First Tongue was nothing. That Existence itself, The First Tongue, that Mana, that all of it rose directly from Primordial Chaos as the true origin.|

His smile remained pleasant.

|Just say those simple words with genuine conviction, and all those gathered here will be saved. Refuse, and they all die. Simple.|

The words were devastatingly heavy and terrifying. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Noah kept his gaze utterly calm upon this being even as all of his existence continued vibrating with immense pressure.

The effort he was exerting to maintain coherence was monumentally heavy and vibrant.

Even though he couldn’t even begin to care about potential Harvest at this moment.

What Harvest could there possibly be when the next few seconds of continued existence were not even guaranteed?

And this entity had posed a question of choice that was actually identical to the existential question he was already facing.

This entity was telling him exactly how to answer the paradox.

This was the choice THE Primordial Chaos wanted him to make in exchange for the lives of Ul’moreth and all the others gathered here.

The pressure Noah felt became even more crushingly intense as he looked down at his hand still holding onto THE Primordial Chaos.

A feeling of complete helplessness.

Because if the disposition of THE Primordial Chaos had been even slightly different, if he did not genuinely care about choices as he presented himself right now, then whether Noah’s threat about being able to induce something irreversible in Existence if harmed was true or not would be completely meaningless.

Existence was not fair. Existence was not benevolent. Existence was not malicious.

Existence simply was.

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