Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4663

Chapter 4663: THE! IV

Mysteries were infuriating.

They gnawed at the mind like parasites. They kept one awake during moments that should have been restful. They whispered questions without answers and dangled truths just out of reach.

From a certain perspective, mysteries were the cruelest aspect of existence. They reminded everyone that knowledge was incomplete. That understanding was always partial. That no matter how much one learned, there would always be something hidden, something obscured, something deliberately kept in shadow.

Some entities spent their entire existences chasing mysteries only to die with more questions than they started with. Some went mad from the pursuit. Some simply gave up and accepted ignorance as a form of peace.

Some would say that mysteries were existence’s way of mocking those who sought truth. A reminder that the Existence owed no explanations to anyone. That reality was under no obligation to make sense.

And yet.

As much as some hated mysteries, they kept existence churning.

Because that pristine moment when everything comes together. When every little piece fits a larger puzzle. When the fog lifts and the truth stands undeniable before you...oh!

That was a moment that could give a high even the strongest drugs could not replicate.

It made all the frustration worth it. All the sleepless nights. All the maddening speculation. All the dead ends and false leads and moments of despair.

One moment of truth could redeem a lifetime of confusion.

And that was why mysteries, despite being infuriating, were also beautiful.

Noah loved to solve mysteries.

He routinely thought about THE Creature and THE Primordial Chaos and THE Living Paradox and how all of them fit in the Weavings of this Observable Existence. The connections between them. The conflicts that stretched back to the moment of differentiation. The truths that had been hidden beneath layers of legend and misinformation.

When the pieces came together, and they eventually did, the satisfaction was immense.

Not long ago, he only knew the legends and the Stories of the Earliest Folds. Vague tales of primordial conflicts and ancient powers. Names spoken with reverence but little understanding.

Since then, he had uncovered the truth of what truly happened all those eons ago.

He knew about Ginnungagap. About THE Creature, THE Primordial Chaos, and Temporal. About the coming of THE Living Existences and the creation of THE Loom. About the betrayals and alliances and schemes that had shaped everything.

Not all of it. Not yet. But more than he had known before.

So everything eventually would be solved.

Because at this moment, as he was thinking about many things, he was looking at the Principles of Existence that had helped get him exactly to where he was right now.

They were being elevated to the Genesis Stage.

To a Philology of The First Tongue.

Perpetual Harvest and The Cheating Architect were the first. They had already transcended their previous forms and become something grander. Living expressions of The First Tongue woven into the very fabric of his existence.

After the Logos of his other three Principles were broken down, their meaning and what they stood for seemed to be more inclined with Undifferentiated Mana. Their workings would likely fall under that umbrella and allow Noah to obtain more of their benefits through Undifferentiated Mana itself.

Sometimes having too many concepts and abilities did not mean strength.

Making things simpler led to even greater power.

Consolidation over accumulation. Unity over multiplicity! One perfect tool instead of a hundred mediocre ones.

As he was doing all of this, he looked over to the entity opposite him.

THE Infiniverse.

Her entire body was currently filled with swirling Logos of The First Tongue. They spiraled through her form like galaxies being born, each one a perfect expression of meaning given structure. An air of power buzzed around her that seemed heavy and terrifying for even THE Surface Depth of Absolute Sovereignty.

She was transforming and becoming something that matched his own elevation!

Noah asked her lightly, "How is everything proceeding?"

THE Infiniverse opened her eyes.

They looked like multicolored jewels, like colors that held meaning and colors that were themselves a form of language.

"For me, it is different," she said. Her voice was calm and imposing, resonating with authority that came from being the literal foundation of a Primordial Civilization. "I am the object of The Civilization. I am the actual construct that supports your Civilization. So I gain the boons since you have advanced your Way and your Civilization."

"But I also gain the boons from myself. Because I, as a construct that has consciousness, am also experiencing the elevation into the Depths of Absolute Sovereignty. Since I house countless Universes, Existential Domains, Omniverses, Wheels of Existence, and budding Transcendent Folds... all of these are now being elevated from a lower Scale of Existence to reach THE Level One Scale of Existence."

"When this transformation is complete, THE Infiniverse will not be like it was before. Whatever happens on the outside with The Fallout, I will be able to elevate the inside of myself to eventually exceed even THE Loom."

"Unless that construct is also similar to me. Unless it also has a consciousness. Which I doubt."

THE Loom was impressive. A structure that housed THE Living Existences and their domains.

He looked at the blue-gold illusory figure of Ruination, who was also being elevated. Her form seemed more solid than before. More real. As if the advancement into THE was granting her greater substance in addition to greater power.

"My computational abilities," Ruination said. Her voice was calm but held undertones of something that might have been wonder. Or perhaps concern. "Well, they are entering a scale where things seem a bit scary, even for me."

"But the summary of it is that I can take care of quite literally everything for you. If you give me the permission to, I may even be able to do it faster than you could yourself."

"Decoding and elevating your Principles. Designing your own Core Phonemes. Monitoring and increasing the Logos and Phonemes running across your body and refining your existence. Writing more on and expanding the Chapters of THE Grimoire of Infinite Lexicons. Increasing your Mastery of The First Tongue with constant practice. Monitoring THE Infinite Desmoterion." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

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