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Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (Web Novel) - Chapter 5741: Change The Narrative! I
Chapter 5741: Change The Narrative! I
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She wrote, and THE ONE WHO RETURNS heaved the sea back as if he were smashing all of Existence back itself!|Look at the pieces they have gathered. Two Vessels of THE Sealed One are present in this Cluster. One holds the weavings of the Sealed One himself, clean, the real thing. But the other? The other is a murky mixture, and it fascinates me, because it seems that even THE Sealed One was targeted, once, and had a portion of his own existence assimilated by someone else. A collector, collected! And then there is the other prey, the one who is not me, who carries another Hieroglyph Runestone just as I do, which means there is someone else in this Cluster capable of holding a Runestone inside their existence without it tearing them apart. Someone who might be able to handle IT. I am terribly curious about that one, too.|
She was talking a whole lot, and Noah let her, because every word she spilled was more information for him!
He turned his gaze toward one direction of the Cluster, toward the lifeform who held the Mantle of THE USURPER, and his eye sharpened with recognition as he could see a glimmer of the Dream and identity of the lifeform within.
Adrastia. He remembered this existence he had crossed paths with before, and it was exactly as strange as Calliope had said. It carried the power of THE Sealed One, and yet it was not the Sealed One, a mixture of itself and the thing that had tried to claim it. Had it been meant to become a Vessel, and instead found the capability to RESIST, to swallow half of what came to swallow it? A being that had been targeted for assimilation and had assimilated its assimilator halfway back?
Was that the murky one Calliope spoke of? A Vessel that had, in some measure, refused?
Noah turned his gaze the other way, across the whole span of the Cluster, to the region of dead cities where his friend stood.
THE Creature.
As grand as this being had always been, Noah understood now that THE Creature too held the capability to hold IT. He carried a Shard, a Hieroglyph Runestone woven inside him. And he was in a unique state, after fusing with the statue, a state Noah had never seen an existence occupy. He gazed upon his friend fully, and the weavings answered!
|THE CREATURE|
|VERITAS: 244|
|POTENTIA: Undefined.|
|PROVENANCE: Undefined.|
|PONDUS: 251|
...!
|Note: the analyzed lifeform is in a state of existential transformation.|
|It is both generating and not generating its own weavings, paradoxically and at once.|
|Its Provenance is being established at this present moment. Its Provenance was already established in the future. A paradoxical continuum of time has begun to wrap around this existence...|
...!
Noah squinted!
Undefined. Not a number too high to read, not a veil of question marks, but Undefined, a thing the weavings of existence could not resolve because THE Creature was, at this instant, standing in two times at once!
His Provenance was being born and had already been born. He was building his foundation and had finished building it in a future that had not yet arrived. The fusion with the statue had wrapped a loop of time around his titanic frame, and inside that loop the ordinary rules of before-and-after did not hold!
What a state! What a monstrous, paradoxical state!
Noah’s eyes shone.
Below, the battle was changing fast!
THE CHAMPION had entered it. Alcaeus came charging across the Dimensions toward Calliope, a second hunter joining the first, and the infinite sea and the charging Champion converged on the writer at once as she wrote and wrote, new archetypes unfolding off her pages to meet them!
And Noah watched her hand move across a fresh empty page, and he watched the words rise off it heavy with weight!
|The Archetype of THE Rebel shall unfold before me.|
|The Rebel is a unique Mythos. Driven to frustration by the systems and rulings that bind it, the lifeform rebels, for it wishes for change above all things. It will not serve the shape it was given.|
|This Mythos shall unfold within the existence known as... THE CHAMPION.|
...!
BOOM!
Noah felt her Provenance twist uniquely as in the next moment...
THE CHAMPION stopped mid-charge!
Noah saw the great hunter freeze in the dead air over the dreary environment of an underworld, his entire existence beginning to buzz with a terrifying density of Dimensionality, and then his own body began to move without him willing it! An inscription blazed to life upon his right foot he had kept hidden this whole time, ancient and burning, and Alcaeus floated down from the skies against the whole of his intent, and he turned as he targeted...THE INFINITY EATER!
The Champion’s body transformed!
His titanic frame folded and stretched and hardened, obsidian and gold, untill the whole of him had become a massive golden sword, kilometers upon kilometers of blazing blade, and his right foot with its shining inscription became the very tip of that sword, glowing white-hot with enough Dimensionality to cleave through multiple Dimensions at a stroke!
THE CHAMPION had become a weapon, and the weapon was turning on his own ally.
He was rebeling!
The golden sword that had been a hunter fell upon the Infinity Eater’s sea, and the Dimension split beneath the blow, and Noah looked upon it all with shining eyes as Calliope’s voice, warm and bright and entirely delighted, poured back into his Provenance!
|Isn’t it neat? To be able to steer a narrative like this?|
Her pen was already moving to the next page. |I found out, you see, that one of the capabilities of IT is to rewrite how existence is unfolding. Or how it has unfolded. Or how it will unfold, which is my favorite. And when I learned that, I told myself, well, why do I not simply begin developing a little capability like that of my own? I am the Writer of Mythos! So let me write how I want events to unfold, right here, right in front of everyone, and let existence catch up!|
BOOM!
Her words burned with a confidence that made even the dead cities seem to lean in to listen, and Noah could not help but take a second, longer look at her.
What she had just described, what she was doing with a pen and a page in the middle of a killing ground, was extremely, uncomfortably similar to the thing he could accomplish with his own Provenance when he unleashed the full weight of the Mantle of THE Meta-Fictional Protagonist!
Writing tropes into existence as law. Bending how a story unfolded.
He had thought the art was his! He had thought no one else in all of existence had walked this particular road! And here was a Descendant of ink and mythos, bored and delighted and surrounded on all sides, who had already been quietly perfecting the art itself!
...!
