Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

A blank void isolated from space and time.

In this darkness, the enormous figure of the Great Usurper watched as the small shape of Chronos faded with a flicker of the essence of Reincarnation.

"Reincarnation…"

His ancient voice rumbled out as his form began to vibrate with an intense light. His eyes seemed reminiscent, but he quickly shook them as he focused on the direction that Chronos's soul was flowing back to.

Back to a certain river of time far different than the one he currently resided in!

Within this river of time were 9 anchors that currently stretched out dimly across spacetime, stretching across the uncrossable sea of Ruination...stretching even across Dimensions as it was reaching out towards the Great Usurper.

They looked like thin strands that could break at any moment, but they held a stupendous amount of power as it also seemed they were unbreakable.

His essence had already bloomed from these anchors, these Tools of Descent- these Universal Constructs...as he had more leeway on what he could do at this moment!

His eyes flickered with thought as his huge hand moved, plucking onto each of the 9 strings as a mass of obsidian crimson essence began to flow from him and course through them.

"At least it will be worth it…"

His ancient voice rang out again as while he played with the 9 strings and allowed his essence to gush forth, he was looking in another direction as his eyes could already visualize something there.

It was actually multiple of them floating across the vast Seas of Ruination, the picture and names of certain Cosmos floating across the mind of the Great Usurper as his focus returned on the one in front of him soon after!

that was unique...as there was even a

Antiquity was also aiming for

won't have to use this long and tedious method to find more Cosmos. Oh, my dear Sargon...you truly don't know what important tools your home has, searching for Antiquity when a method for it is right

RUMBLE!

flashed with wild light as he focused on a singular Primordial Cosmos. On the place that his ravenous might would descend on

single thing would be able to stand in the way of his insuppressible

BZZZT!

blue gold color that had been buzzing around Chronos's unconscious body began

Reincarnation sunk back into the depths of the Origin of this being as he had not achieved a state of death and did not need to be reincarnated, the eyes of Chronos opening

WAA!

essence of Extinction as he looked at the rising figure of Chronos whose dried

mutely, this Hegemony that had just finished having a discussion with an Antiquity staring back at him as he

any issues. Tools capable of stopping the obstacle will be

RUMBLE!

before the space around them began

were in, they felt the unique pressure and might that

promises of the Great Usurper was that he would direct a large amount of his focus to the Primordial Cosmos, and this promise was on

menacing crimson light shooting out increased by more than double as terrifying, bloody webs erupted out to cover these Constructs that were larger than galaxies and formed even

THUMP!

the beat of a heart as the 9 Universes they were connected to...actually resonated with their beat for the first time ever

Barriers around these Universes...trembled as they began to be squeezed

multiple circles that were near each other at this moment...began the

Amalgamation.