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Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (Web Novel) - Chapter 5637: Roles! II
Chapter 5637: Roles! II
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<THE Creature>Although the shaking of existence had paused the war for a brief moment, the violence in the unknown Dimension of black stone and burning skies was far from settled.
Two Primeval Ones circled THE Creature. They were vast, old, and bleeding, shimmering with hoarded authority, and entirely unaware that the foundation of their power had just rotted away beneath them!
In truth, existence had just undergone a violent restructuring.
When Vakochev’s Scales fractured across reality, the lineages of Descendants heard a booming voice delivering the new laws of THE Provenance of Existence. THE Creature heard nothing at all!
He did not need to hear a voice.
His Pantheon of All Existence was the surroundings themselves. When the physical and conceptual rules of the burning skies and black stone changed, the new grammar inscribed itself directly into his flesh and his Intent.
He felt the death of the old ladder. He felt the birth of Moirai. He understood instantly that existence was now weighing roles, measuring lives against Mantles, and preparing to fund those who played their parts perfectly!
The two Primeval Ones prepared to unleash their accumulated Ages of power. They still believed they were the apex of a static hierarchy!
THE Creature looked at them, his face a mask of cold obsidian flames threaded with white-gold.
"A true ruler does not float above the weight of his domain," THE Creature spoke, his voice flat and unhurried, carrying the absolute density of inevitable payment.
"He places himself beneath it. He carries the cost of every life, every death, and every broken law. You have sat in the dark and hoarded authority without ever bearing its consequences."
He took a single step forward, and the black stone groaned.
"I am the one who carries," he continued, his tone devoid of any rising passion. "I am the one who pays the cost. And I am the one who will dictate the order of what remains."
Existence listened!
Without a single visual notification or floating text as of now, a profound and heavy knowledge blossomed inside THE Creature’s mind.
Existence had weighed his life, his suffering, and his unyielding thesis of bearing, and it found him absolutely in accordance.
He felt an invisible, crushing weight of validation pour into his Pantheon!
He received the Mantle of THE RULER!
Pure Existential Moirai flooded his being. It did not arrive as a number he could read. It arrived as a localized destiny, a physical sensation of the surrounding Dimension actively lifting him up and bending its own probability to guarantee his success.
He was now one of THE ORDERED, and existence itself would lean to ensure his victory in this contest.
The Primeval Ones struck!
The black stone vanished in a blinding storm of dense golden Primordial Source and roaring blue Infinity. The two ancients poured the entirety of their hoarded Ages into a combined beam of annihilation meant to erase him from the Records entirely!
THE Creature did not dodge.
BOOM!
The annihilation beam struck the space inches from his chest and simply fractured, skipping off his aura like a thrown stone off a frozen lake.
The probability of their strike landing had been bent away by the Moirai of THE RULER. The Primeval Ones stared in absolute shock as their guaranteed execution failed to even singe his robes!
They did not understand the new Ruling. They did not know that authority was no longer enough!
They needed Roles!
THE Creature raised his hand.
THE MAW opened simultaneously in the burning sky, the obsidian floor, and the very air between the two Primevals. The invisible jaws clamped down on their flowing blue Infinity, devouring their attack and their Intent in a single, unhurried motion.
"Payment is due," THE Creature murmured.
THE Blank Caudal of the Unwritten Primeval whipped out from behind him wrapped with tendrils of THE Argent Loom.
The white-haired tail crossed the distance in a fraction of a nanosecond, carrying the amplified, undeniable weight of his new Mantle. It slammed into the chest of the first Primeval One with the force of countless collapsing Observable Existences!
CRACK!
The ancient lifeform folded perfectly in half, its Trueness rupturing outward as it was driven straight into the black stone floor.
The second Primeval One turned to flee, finally realizing that the rules of engagement had been entirely rewritten!
THE Creature extended his arm and applied THE Burden of Existence.
Every era of grief, every ounce of suffering he had ever carried, and every slaughtered life he had witnessed transferred instantly into the fleeing Primeval’s soul.
The ancient being screamed, its unblemished existence buckling under a weight it had never been trained to carry. It collapsed, crashing into the stone beside its broken companion.
THE Creature walked slowly toward them, his steps echoing in the sudden quiet of the burning domain.
He looked down at the two shattered ancients, their bodies trembling as they struggled to understand the insurmountable gap that had just opened between them.
He did not kill them. He had a use for their weight!
"Bend the knee," THE Creature commanded, his voice cold and final, "and you will be my first generals to form a grand Rule."
The two ancient beings, broken by the sheer disparity in standing, slowly pushed themselves up onto their trembling knees. They bowed their heads, shockingly pledging their very existences to the entity standing above them!
These were Primeval Ones, mind you!
Oh!
As their submission set into reality, two colossal, illusory statues carved of gray stone materialized within the borders of THE Creature’s existence. The Pantheon of All Existence was expanding its Hoard, turning their pledged weight into permanent fixtures of his domain.
THE Creature waved his hand.
"Rise."
Because his Dimensionality ran unfathomably deep due to the massive statue within him, he could perceive the white threads that stitched reality together and use them now. He reached into the unseen layer and commanded THE Argent Loom.
Brilliant white rivers of authority flowed from the surrounding Dimension directly into the shattered bodies of the two Primeval Ones, knitting their Trueness back together and reinforcing their broken frames with ancient density.
The two generals stood, their wounds bound by glowing white threads.
"Tell me everything you can regarding this Dimension," THE Creature instructed.
