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!"

…!

am…the Outerversal Morphon

voice that seemed like it was echoing

was a voice that seemed to know innately that it was an Outerversal Morphon- that this was its

from a long distant memory as

filled with resonance and Distinctions of unfathomable origins, one that seemed to be trying to

he trying

of this question, another voice shockingly echoed out as it was filled with depth

is loud, Young

…!

Another voice.

Was he not alone?

see nothing apart

enough to have already developed an ego? Take things a step at a

ancient voice came out

and filled with understanding as Ozymandias

"How…do I see?"

yet

outline your form. Your Outerverse. Only when you have substance

these words as he looked within the depths of himself and pondered, the small voices that had been trying to rise up making a cacophony of noises at

Form.

Substance.

and pondered, the small voices that had been trying to rise up making a cacophony of noises at this moment as he

"A form…"

HUUM!

unique authority erupted

He knew this authority.

born with

of Innate, undeveloped, and young authority. It was his Outerversal

wrapping around his body as it began to

was coming to

first as it seemed to be made from trillions of tentacles stacked

one made from millions of budding singularities as it looked entirely

out, the amalgamation of tentacles forming what Ozymandias knew to be hands

crimson obsidian light, these tentacles forming into wings of

eye on the center

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

They blinked.

BZZT!

tentacles bloomed behind that formed

burning with crimson obsidian stellar radiance as they formed into nine Halos that successively became larger the further away they were from