Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2201 Just Who is the Ancestor Here? I

Immense panic and despair!

This was the state of the upper echelons of Primordials as their Primordial Temples had shattered with the realization that they had labeled the Emperor of the current Age as an Enemy, and not too long after..the Primordial Seers with proficiency in Destiny and Providence felt their very eyes burn as they were led to a terrifying truth!

The truth that the life lines and destinies of the Tribunal Rulers were no longer present!

The implications for this were utterly horrendous as what was worse was that they couldn't readily spread this information with the blanket of the VOID.

All beings panicked when the VOID descended and placed them in an age of darkness, but the Seers despaired when they faced the truth of the very pillars of their Lineage disappearing.

Some Primordials though..were stuck on a forked path that they did not know how to traverse.

Within the Main Reality.

Akaris and Juliette happened to be together when the VOID descended as they remained close, their eyes still stuck on the visage of the True Emperor of Quintessence sitting grandly on a throne as he seemed to be the only source of light in this darkness!

They saw his words that those who wished for salvation should pledge fealty to his cause and join him as when they saw the image of the existence upon the Throne... the face they saw was one they were familiar with!

Juliette spoke at this moment as she shook her head while her fingers twirled with tendrils of Destiny.

"I would say we were being played by him before, but it seems he could have eradicated us whenever he wanted. What are you going to do?"

SHIELD OF DAWN that was bathed in golden radiance what path they

their own Lineage

also grasped

saw upon the Throne..was the only golden

Akaris flashed with sharpness as her sword and shield pulsed, turning towards Juliette as her

the Boundary

now wading across this stretch of space while the sword he held out before him pulsed- each pulse releasing a wave of light that spread out to cover any nearby Realities and vast regions of space with his

sent down here to erase as

Ages who had utilized the Authority of their Age to expand a Boundary, but he had an

identity that only the truly powerful

Descendant was given out to recent generations of existences in the last trillions of years, and even he

enacted the , and he was carried on the belly of another

and breathed the Sword before he was

born, he began to seek the

at with pride, expectant of the achievements as his identity

with the highest mortality rates due to the cruelty and schemes of

very much

a speck about what he could truly

his sword continued to hum, Theseus entered a trance at this juncture as his whole body came to a stop, a blazing illusion of a dazzling white sword rising with him at the center and piercing its sword tip above as it shockingly tore apart the VOID-

HUUUM!

Resonance, Theseus finally felt