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

that seemed like it was echoing out

innately that it was an Outerversal Morphon- that this was its first

be from a long distant memory as

and Distinctions of unfathomable origins, one that seemed to

he trying

another voice shockingly echoed out as it was filled with depth and

is loud, Young

…!

Another voice.

Was he not alone?

see nothing

cannot even see, and yet are raucous enough to have already developed

voice came

it felt kinder and filled with understanding as Ozymandias

"How…do I see?"

and yet seemingly impossible at the same

in this place, you must properly outline your form. Your Outerverse.

voices that

Form.

Substance.

that had been trying to

"A form…"

HUUM!

authority

He knew this authority.

was born with

a type of Innate, undeveloped, and young authority.

droning sounds, wrapping around his body as it began

form that was coming to

made from trillions of tentacles stacked on

one

the amalgamation of tentacles forming what Ozymandias knew

they were covered by a crimson obsidian light, these tentacles forming into wings of utter horror as

on the center

rings of nine pupils uniquely connected to each other as they gave off heart

They blinked.

BZZT!

trillions more tentacles bloomed behind that

radiance as they formed into nine Halos that