Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

"Even back then, I understood that everything had a cycle. What we began would eventually run its course and come to an end…and so I left the signature of my eye in the expanse of space and time to find anyone who would be seeking for a different path. To be able to shed the light on whatever they seek as they can at least accomplish what I failed to do here. To find another path that is far different from what we chose."

…!

The First True Emperor of the Age of Genesis had an ethereal expression when he spoke of this, his eyes that were as bright and as forceful as a Singularity continuing to gaze out at the stellar plans before them!

Yet towards his question…Noah floated right in front of this being and stared at him straight on, his gaze feeling like he was staring at an unfathomable black hole as he replied grandly.

"How cowardly."

WAA!

"You aid in the suppression of the Desolate Mausoleum in a path you do not agree with, and you preside over the True Throne of the First Age without undertaking any changes…only to leave behind your signature so that someone else down the line would fix your mistakes for you? Whatever the construct I am talking to now…what about its main body? Where are you now in the midst of all this?"

Noah's grandiosity didn't hold back even while standing before the construct of a True Emperor- an existence with such majesty and pressure that the souls of lesser Nature Integration existences would have shattered from just gazing at his eyes!

At Noah's words, the gaze of this being stopped staring and the expanse and focused on Noah's figure.

BZZZT!

his shoulders as his Will trembled, but he gazed on at the Ancestor that had presided over the True Throne of the First Age as this being's will emanated out

of the path we took, and I do not share a current connection with the Main Body. I know not whether he is alive or dead in all this, but if things have evolved to the state

…!

of the

so cohesive in their decision to allow the destruction of

First True Emperor waved its hands beside it as in the incandescent skies above, a blinding point of light that formed

blazed with authority and grandiosity that it felt blinding to even

these mistakes…I was among the few that came up with a chance to do that during the suppression of the Desolate. As what we did entirely went against Nature,

The different Eras.

cycles of Ages that went

of the Desolate Mausoleum would be lifted. The choosing of a True Emperor would be overseen passively by Reality itself as when a certain existence exemplified the Extreme of an Age and accumulated sufficient authority in the bounds of Reality, they would attain the True Throne. It was an

The tone was somber.

being as the blinding throne of

Extreme of Destiny, a True Emperor

HUUM!