Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

To defend her home.

This was all that Morgana cared for and what she strove to do for billions of years.

She cared not for the purpose and crusade that were passed down to her from her predecessor about the Desolate Mausoleum. All she wanted was to protect the place she had known all her life and came to love!

One of the biggest things to allow one to do this was none other than the Sword of Avalon.

Since she first heard the legend of this Sword, she had aspirations for it.

Then she grew powerful enough to even trek across Insula Avallonis to try and pull this sword, but she was exposed to the terrifying reality of this sword never budging an inch!

To her, this was akin to being told she was not worthy.

So she redoubled her efforts.

She went to the war fronts and areas of most conflict as she pushed back against the forces of Primordials and Dimensional Hellion Rulers.

She did this for countless years until she even attained the title of a Dimensional Ruler!

The moment she did so, she had returned to Insula Avallonis again as she grasped the hilt of the Sword of Avalon and pulled.

And yet...the result was the same.

She tried to seek guidance and understanding from the protector of the Sword of Avalon, but she could remember the cold words of Guinevere even then.

WAA!

received before that made her

in the Fundamental Natural Law of Providence as things

the words she had said to

into the lake, Morgana spending the next thousand years sitting on

even the stone it was bound to. So when the existence she looked up

she knew all too well, the unfathomable being who had traversed across Insula Avallonis coming close to it as she

was greatly hurt as based on the sequence of events, the foreboding feeling

she dreamed of and strove to attain for years...would she really be forced to watch as someone else obtained

trembled as with a heavy heart, she watched the powerful right hand of the devilishly handsome

as her hair was released, Guinevere releasing her and giving her the choice to continue watching or not as at this

as he arrived before the Sword

as it would disintegrate quaker beings, yet it was nourishment for him as it surged into his body and caused him to enter the most optimal state- his hand going towards the

seen a

if he held no chance of succeeding...but there was a level of intricacy to it that

result that Noah wanted to

WA! WA! WA!

glory and valor began

an exquisite Relic that contained within it the authority of

SHIING!

his hand came in contact, a luminous

any force or pull,

as they had all failed,

entirely born of Avalon Essence as through it, he had transformed a Clone into a

Avalon Dimensional Reality as this was the crux of