Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (WN)
chapter-3141

The fusion of two Existences.

It wasn't an entirely new concept to Noah as many moons ago, he had combined with Hyperion while they were seeking to break the shackles of Reality a while ago!

But it was a whole different ordeal when it involved someone as distinguished as the Sanctus Autarch.

Someone at the Autarch Stage of the Existential Dominium Realm!

To even stand a possibility of achieving this…

The weavings of Quintessence urge the Existential Extremity Authority of Fusion towards the Ascendant Existential Extremity level.

The weavings of Quintessence urge the Existential Extremity Authority of Fables towards the Ascendant Existential Extremity level.

Yes.

Noah theorized at least these two factors were needed.

Fusion was self-explanatory.

Fables was another step entirely.

As Noah felt the blissfully verdant grass beneath him filled with life, as he felt the beat of his Ascendant Existential Engine of Cultivation, as he felt the pulsing vibrations and strings of existence itself flowing and connecting everything around him, he continued to speak.

For a Resonance of Existence, a great amount of understanding is required. Who you are. What you stand for. What choices exactly forged the current you…what your Fable was, is, and where it's going.

He stared calmly at the figure of an Autarch ahead of him as his body flashed with vermillion flames.

With blue flames.

With dazzling colorless flames.

His Distinctions continued to evolve and advance as the eyes of the Weaver of Existence and Extremity truly opened while he asked the Sanctus Empress to reveal her story!

Her Fable!

This dazzling woman surrounded by a glow of tremendous authority and colorless brilliance looked at him with a distant gaze, almost as if thinking of her decision over and over again before her hand rose up to meet Noah's outstretched hand- their palms coming inches away from each other as a burst of colorless singularity formed between them!

HUUM!

Invisible waves of light buzzed, pushing and pulling back and forth as if a heavy stellar object was coming to fruition between them!

My Fable…is not something immaculate or grand by any means. But I will show you.

…!

Noah felt a tug of a part of his consciousness.

And he let it flow freely towards the spinning colorless singularity between them, a scene began to unfold.

A scene showed a devastated Plane of Existence.

Within it, Imperium Legions moved with purpose, gathering the forces of those they conquered and splitting them into designated spots where they would be categorized and then subsequently sorted to wherever the Imperium sent them.

The scene moved in particular to show a girl in chains, a locket on her neck that she clutched, and her eyes blank as she stared into a distant skyscraper where a powerful aura at the Paracosm Stage was being bound down- a woman burning with brilliance reaching out towards the girl in chains below as around her, Martial Kings bound her with even more chains.

Horrifically, a Martial Emperor seemed maddened as he was missing an arm, half of his face scorched as he bellowed out towards the chained Paracosm Stage woman, ripping apart her clothes before he began to disgrace her.

That day, they came and burned everything that held any trace of connection to The Watchers. I knew nothing of it, but it seemed my mother had found something. Something that allowed her to attain the Paracosm Stage, but this…was nothing before the Imperium.

WAA!

I watched her be disgraced by men in front of my very eyes, and I…I was…

Before Noah, the figure of the Sanctus Empress buzzed as if she was remembering repressed memories she did want to revisit.

I was but a slave. A remnant of what used to be. I was pulled away as my mother was being ravaged- sent off to a mining Plane of Existence that held unique Existential Metalloids utilized for the Vessels of the Imperium.

That…was the beginning of my Fable.

HUUUM!

Noah's mind buzzed as tens of years of history flashed past his eyes.

In front of him, prompts flashed again and again as he experienced the Fable of the Sanctus Empress!

You are experiencing the Fable of a distinguished character.

The understanding of the Entity known as Claire Kindsworth is rapidly increasing!

An array of prompts came and went.

Noah saw dozens of years go by as a girl in chain mined Metalloids, her Sequor Stage of the Existential Dominium Realm affording her the capability to break apart the unique stones of the Plane of Existence she was stationed in to survive!

It wasn't until 148 years later that an accident occurred- the locket that my mother left me was broken by a whip thrown by those who enslaved me. Only then did the Inheritance of the Autarch of the Long Watch that my mother had found become infused into me. Utilizing a unique function of this Inheritance, I obtained the temporary strength of a Teracosm Stage Entity- killing the Warden that always watched over me and many others before silently slipping away. And then…I hid while planning.

…!

The scene showed a young woman escaping to the fringes of the Omniverse.

As far away from the Imperium as she could!

Remembering those I left behind filled me with guilt, and my drive for revenge made me want to strike back against the Imperium. And so…I sought to increase my force. To increase my power as I knew what I alone could do was limited. But, after the memory of the Imperium Knights ravaging my mother, after the abuse among men that I myself observed as a slave, my trust in men was at its lowest. But I also understood not to put a single general label on every man, so to reconcile…I promised myself that the force I formed would include both men and women, but the women would be leading and controlling everything within it!

WAA!

Noah's mind buzzed as the creation of the Sanctus Populi bloomed within his mind.

Saving those who were chained by Imperium and increasing our forces with the factor of time, the force I grew increased more and more as over the years, my heart let go of revenge and simply wanted to be a tool to reduce the pain of others. Someone to help those unfortunate and enslaved by the same chains as me. Years came and went and here we are today.

Tens of thousands of years of living floated past Noah's eyes.

And they didn't seem to end as eventually…

Your understanding of Claire Kindsworth has reached a critical level!

The conditions for fusing understood Existences are being drafted.

A new weaving of Existence is coming to fruition!

An Existence Based Auxiliary Ability is being drafted to existence, Quintessence taking Fables and Fusion at the forefront to achieve it!

Tomorrow's working chapter titles: A Glimpse of Invictus Maximus! III & IV