Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3680

[Existence is but a stage. All the living and the dead are merely players on this stage. Every single one will have their entrance—and their exit…]

…!

Those words echoed in the Peacemaker's mind as he sighed, eyes drifting down to the Enneagram pulsing on his chest.

"This was supposed to bring me peace? I don't like it. Where are the last remnants that'll complete you? A full Absolute Complex True Source…that's the only thing that'll give me peace when facing someone like him. And he's leaving, probably to return with reinforcements. We need to get you ready. Fast."

He spoke to the Enneagram as it began to hum, glowing with brilliance that poured across his form before his illusory image vanished, swallowed by the folds of the Nullvein Gravewake.

—

Within the weavings of the Wheel's flow.

In the Prime Frequency of the End.

The Infiniverse Megalos.

The Infiniverse Megalos could shrink to the size of a grain of sand, yet span across uncharted light-years.

There, in a far-flung corner, the Queen of Matter hovered, studying the massive Vein in the shape of an infinity symbol.

Books spun excitedly around her- each one alive with pulsing light- as she floated in a white dress that shimmered like the remnants of forgotten stars.

"Where to start? Where to start! The lost Harem members? The only Son of the True Emperor of Quintessence? The left-behind Primogenitors? The hot beach boy, Erikson? Ayame? Ugh, I can't choose!"

She smiled, twirling. So many fables she'd only read about and now, she could finally meet them.

But then, her laughter faded into a sigh.

"I know the fate of existence is kind of… hanging by a thread. Is now really the time to meet my heroes?"

What she wanted to do and what she should do clashed inside her.

And yet… her resolve hardened.

"The True Emperor of Quintessence will handle Bob and any other existential messes. I'll help in my own way. I don't need to change who I am, do I? Especially since I have this…"

She turned, glancing over her shoulder.

Behind her dress stretched illusory strings-vast, radiant threads connecting her to the very Infiniverse Megalos. Her Source had been altered permanently by its power.

Her Complexity and Purity surged upward. She was rising into the realm of those she'd once called legends…eventually anyways.

And if that was the case-

"I'll meet all those I only read about before. And I'll start with…"

She opened a glowing book. Her hand pressed a name that lit up in starlit gold.

Shadow Guard, Night.

"Huhu… huhu! She must have written volumes on Queen Adelaide and the others! You're first."

She shot forward like a comet, her Source guiding her straight to the Fable she longed to meet.

A short distance away, still within the Megalos…

An illusory figure- the Infiniverse Megalos Body, watched it all with calm poise. Her expression thoughtful, her eyes shifted to a distant corner of reality before she spoke aloud.

"Master, I wish to come with you. To see what you are about to see."

…!

Her voice sent a message across Existence.

To Noah.

What he was about to witness?

It was located within the True Frequency of the Singed.

The Absolute Complex True Source.

The Wheel of Existence.

She didn't have to wait long.

Noah replied simply.

"Come, then."

…!

Existence buzzed.

Complexity pulsed.