Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3214 Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias! IV

He was being born!

He was being born…but who was he exactly?

This question came quickly and rapidly, but it didn't have a full answer as a sense of Distortion and cloudiness permeated all around.

Within the depths of his beings, he could feel small voices trying to rise up.

Each one tried to overcome another in an effort to reach him, but they were too faint.

Their reach in this place was so, so small.

But these tiny voices didn't give up as they acted like jolts of electricity that were constantly trying to unearth something.

First was the question of what.

He seemed to make out himself as if he was a budding singularity. A mass of extremely dense energies constantly twisting, contracting and expanding.

A mass full of power that he couldn't yet understand!

But this mass was coming to fruition…where exactly? When?

He thought of looking at his surroundings, but realized there was only darkness.

The absolute lack of light.

Apart from himself, he couldn't see anything.

More and more of himself was budding and becoming more concentrated, the power contained within himself feeling tremendously full and significant as it told him he could do anything!

So he wanted to answer the first question he had.

Who he was.

The small voices he could barely hear within him rose in a cacophony of noises.

He was…

He was…!

Osm…!

Ozm…!

HUUM!

His existence fully formed. Interminable waves of crimson obsidian radiance flashed out.

His identity unveiled itself!

He was…

"Ozymandias!"

…!

Outerversal Morphon

it was echoing out of the very depths of

was a voice that seemed to know innately that it was an

came after that seemed to be from a long distant memory as the voice that uttered it out held a hint

Distinctions of unfathomable origins, one that seemed to be

was he trying

echoed out as it was filled with

are is loud, Young

…!

Another voice.

Was he not alone?

around, but he could see nothing apart

have already developed an ego? Take things a step at a time,

voice

kinder and filled with understanding

"How…do I see?"

was simplicity itself, and yet seemingly impossible at

you must properly outline your form. Your Outerverse. Only when

voices that had been trying to rise up making a cacophony of noises

Form.

Substance.

looked within the depths of himself and pondered, the small voices that had been trying to rise

"A form…"

HUUM!

blast of a unique authority erupted with him

He knew this authority.

was born

undeveloped, and young authority.

as it released humming droning sounds, wrapping around his body as

was coming to fruition…he could see

as it seemed to be made from trillions

each one made from

exploded out, the amalgamation of tentacles forming what Ozymandias knew to

trillion tentacles erupted from behind as they were covered by a crimson obsidian light, these tentacles forming into wings of utter horror as at their center- a pupil opened

on the center of

held rings of nine pupils uniquely connected to each other

They blinked.

BZZT!

bloomed behind

as they formed into nine Halos