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Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (Web Novel) - Chapter 5648: Elsedimensions!
Chapter 5648: Elsedimensions!
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The skies of THE Serenaros Dimension settled into a deceptive calm following the Arbiter’s explosive death, but the fabric of reality at the borders had already calcified.An unfathomable narrative power wrapped around the entire Dimension, locking the gates of space and time with absolute, systemic authority. Nobody could leave!
The budding Narrative of Existence was simply waiting, gathering its assigned actors across the crossing-dark, and it would only raise the curtain once a sufficient number of confirmed lifeforms were embroiled in it.
Up in the unseen layers of existence Noah Osmont observed the weeping purple wound in the sky finally close completely. The terrifying gaze of THE ECSTATIC FLAYER retreated, leaving the broken mountain peaks to the survivors.
He had given rains to THE Closed Crown before.
Now that the Immense One was no longer watching the board, he wanted to see exactly how the other half of his newly sundered Provenance would act. He let his intent slip backward, allowing the peaceful manifestation to take the throne.
Stellar blue-gold light washed over the bloody throne of Sanguine Mana. The crimson gold hardened edges softened into flowing, gentle currents. Noah’s posture shifted seamlessly, his legs crossing and his hands resting open on his knees. His expression smoothed into an ocean of profound, terrifying peace.
He had become THE PROVENANCE OF THE OPEN Hand.
Down below, Mahishasura floated above the ruined courtyards of the Arbiter’s archive-peak. Thousands of surviving Enforcers, Wardens, and Loomwrought Shrouds looked up at him in absolute wonder, their weapons lowered as they awaited the judgment of the conqueror.
Mahishasura did not strike them as he spread his arms, his voice carrying the courteous, lecturing warmth of his nature, completely devoid of the Arbiter’s manic cruelty.
"The Arbiter was a rot upon the order," Mahishasura proclaimed, his voice echoing across the inner rings, officially claiming his absolute leadership over THE Serenaros and this local Chapter of THE PAX!
"I am the cure. Do not draw your authority. Stay perfectly still, and the very same power that brought me to this peak shall flow through you."
...!
From the unseen layers, THE Open Hand went to work.
It moved like a master physician. Endless rivers of crimson gold Sanguine Mana, laced heavily with brilliant stellar blue light, drifted down from the sky like a gentle, cleansing rain.
The mana bypassed physical flesh entirely. It slipped effortlessly into the rigid, authored sentences of the many Descendants here!
Instead of tearing the grammar apart by force, THE Open Hand mended the gaps, soothing the panic of the lineages as it rewrote their loyalties with supreme kindness. In seconds, a few Hundred Descendants across the entire Dimension were seamlessly cut open, altered, and marked.
They blinked, their eyes losing the frantic terror of the Pax and settling into the calm, absolute obedience of the Veiled.
These were Descendants, mind you!
Each one was either equivalent to...or grander than a Primeval Lifeform! Each one traced back in some way or another...to an Immense One.
And...
The harvest of claiming an entire Dimension’s forces in one breath was staggering!
Because the conquest was enacted with perfect peace and total efficiency, Existence rushed to validate his standing. A cascade of prompts flooded his vision, detailing a surge in his internal architecture that defied all precedent.
|50,000,000,000,000 Provenance Telos Quarks converted.|
|VERITAS: 31|
|PROVENANCE: 31|
|POTENTIA: INFINITE|
|PONDUS: 31|
|OSMONTIAN MOIRAI: 42|
Every attribute shattered the marker of thirty!
Noah grasped the immensity of the change, feeling his Dimensionality rise deeply!
And while the Open Hand secured the staging ground of THE Serenaros, his true focus remained anchored elsewhere.
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In THE Infiniverse, another body continued to follow its unperceivable Hearthshifts across the void.
Noah floated atop the verdant blue-gold hills of his own domain, fully submerged in THE PROVENANCE REVERIE. His eyes were endless blue, completely devoid of pupils, radiating the absolute agreement between his existence and his surroundings.
He waved his hands, utilizing the 12,000 Genesis Tesseracts gathered from THE Tide That Owes Nothing.
The hypercubes of deep blue-white light shot upward into the skies of THE Infiniverse. They detonated silently, expanding into massive, sweeping wonders! Observable Existences bloomed like the birth of new stars, knitting themselves into the expanding boundaries of the Unique Transfinite Dimension.
As the realms expanded, his people also opened more of their own. Their own localized stability generated even more Observable Existences in a cascading, exponential loop of creation, feeding the sheer size and Dimensionality of THE Infiniverse to unfathomable heights!
Thalia Vasiliou stood on the stellar grass beside him, watching the sky ignite. Her white-blue robes shifted gently in the winds of newborn Observable Existences, her expression clouded with a heavy reality.
"You are building your fortress beautifully, my Provenance," Thalia said, her voice quiet but strained.
"But with things moving like they are, and with so many unknowns rushing the stage... you might have to pay a visit to THE Provenance Elsedimensions early."
Noah’s endless blue eyes turned to her. He simply listened as she explained the inevitable cost of her paradox.
"My existence in this current timeline will not survive long with me standing here," Thalia continued, a sad smile touching her freckled face.
"The two of my Existences in this flow of time will merge soon. It is the only way existence can reconcile the loop. A trip to the Elsedimensions may provide us with some more answers, and it will allow you to truly understand your nature as a Provenance Lifeform."
Noah was silent for a moment as he grasped the immensity of her words.
"What are Provenance Elsedimensions?" He asked smoothly.
Thalia looked up at the budding wonders, her eyes reflecting the boundless blue light of his domain.
"When a First Lifeform generated enough of its own essence, it realized that the physical frameworks of existence...The Rulings, the Dimensions, the crossing-dark...were simply too rigid to hold it," Thalia explained.
"So they stepped sideways. Provenance Elsedimensions are not places you travel to by flying."
She turned back to him, her gaze serious.
"They are vast, overlapping Warrens of raw, unshaped reality layered beneath the skin of existence. They are realms authored entirely by the Provenance of those who live there, completely untethered from THE Argent Loom and relatively free from the influence of Those Who Remain. To walk in an Elsedimension is to walk inside the minds and the laws of beings who answers to nothing. It is dangerous, but it is the original estate. It is the only place left where the architects’ eyes do not easily pierce."
Noah considered the tactical advantage of a realm where THE Immense Ones held no jurisdiction. Well, relatively.
He considered the sheer depth of knowledge waiting in the Warrens of his own kind, of Provenance Lifeforms, and how that knowledge could be put to use.
"Okay," Noah said.
