Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (WN)

3000 Primordium! IV

As his Dominium Soul arrived before the figures stemming from the Sanctus Populi, adorned in a sleek laid back white dress shirt and obsidian pants, Noah was still doing many things in the background as he prepared.

Even as his Primordium Core continued to form and express its wonders, sof Noah's extremes continued to carry out their own weavings!

One of the more prominent ones who was the one to also spearhead the feature of the Hero's Journey and its subsequent Loot Marker- it was the Protagonist.

Around this stime.

Within the Primordium Core of his Dominiums where many Existential Extremity Authorities were already laying down preset Dominium Rules.

An intent roused its head with heavy fervor.

[The Protagonist states that the tto unveil another prophecy has come.]

One of the main movers among Noah's extremes rose once more as gorgeous golden flames began to wrap around his body and spread out all around!

[The Extremity of Cheats gazes towards Loot with a sense of doubt and questions whether the theorized prophecy is balance breaking enough.]

[The Protagonist disdains to even give an answer as it lets results speak for themselves!]

HUUM!

[The Weaver of Extremity and Existence is laying down a new prophecy!]

The surrounding weavings shook.

And of Noah's Dominiums…the Existential Primordium Dominium Core spun with low and immeasurably heavy rotations.

It was all according to plan.

DUM!

A beat began to resound.

DUM!

Heavy and thick, one couldn't escape it across all of the Infinite Existential Omniversal Seed!

[The Protagonist begins the flow of an undeniable prophecy.]

[Robbed Honor and glory beccommonplace, their process undeniable once in place.

To ends of existence to the beginnings of extremes, a pioneer rises that has never been seen.

Legacies and Enclaves are many in between, but which can stand against an Omniversal engine?

Twist and turn, and turn again, until what is rare becomes all the same.

Weaving of-...]

HUUM!

The prophecy was proceeding smoothly with the voice of the Protagonist echoing out.

It was proceeding smoothly.

But then out of nowhere, Noah's slowly turning Existential Primordium Dominium Core buzzed and radiated a heavy milky white luster.

And Noah's surroundings began to tremble.

And such a trembling spread far and wide, even coming to flow outside of the Infinite Existential Omniversal Seed itself.

The flow of existence and nonexistence in this space shockingly becaffected as an unfathomably heavy aura descended, with the voice of the Protagonist that had been ringing out valiantly doing so once more after the pause…but it was distinctly different!

As if another influence has descended as from the altered flow of the surroundings of existence and nonexistence itself- from the Omniverse itself…the blooming prophecy gained a form of an influence from the very weavings of the surrounding Omniverse.

[Twist and turn, and turn again, all existence and non- existence shall bend all the same.

Twist and turn, and turn again, serfs and kings shall feel the spain.

Twist and turn, and turn again, till the wheel of existence deviates and shatters from pulsing veins.

Twist and turn, and turn again, till a new Realm resonates with eons reign!]

WOO! WOO! WOO!

The surroundings trembled!

The weavings of the Protagonist were tumultuous!

Its prophecy was altered in the latter half, a repetition of words being used that it did not design!

The influence of the surrounding lands and Omniverse itself seemed to step in and add to this as after its statement, even Noah himself had to sit down and understand what the latter half of the prophecy referred to.

His gaze was somber as within his forming and expanding Primordium Core, the golden essence of the Protagonist temporarily becheavier than any others as it congealed and flowed with heavy immensity.

Twist and turn, and turn again, all existence and non-

existence shall bend all the same.

This was the start of the deviated prophecy.

All existence and non-existence shall bend all the same!

Serfs and kings shall feel the spain! Till the wheel of existence deviates and shatters from pulsing veins! Till a new Realm resonates with eons reign!

They were a set of heavy words that Noah treated in his mind over and over again, but they didn't give away any true meanings as the words that the Protagonist had prepared and designed itself in the first half of the prophecy…their wonders were already beginning to show.

What the Protagonist stated was not just a premonition of what the future would be.

It was a usage of its authority to push for that future, to apply a corrective Existential Extremity Authority to make that future a reality by all means.

And so since its conception, its authority beceven heavier as this Prophecy dealt with weavings of the Omniverse itself, and the Primordium Core that was an Omniversal Singularity made it so that even the influence of the Omniverse was applied to this prophecy!

[Robbed Honor and glory beccommonplace, their process undeniable once in place.]

The first part of the prophecy.

Simple in nature and not at all complex to grasp.

The heavy toiling and turning of the Primordium Core at the center of Noah's existence pulsed and radiated out a terrifying pressure to apply the corrective Existential authority to ensure the flow of this line of the prophecy!

Far away from Noah.

Across the Omniverse, on a crimson and blue ruler, a certain Legion retreated as 11 were surrounding a single visage of an Imperium Knight whose expression was becoming worse and worse.

Augustus, hang in there…we will arrive in Cappadocia soon and obtain help.

Besides the handsyet heavily injured figure of Imperium Knight Augustus, a female Imperium Knight looked at him with concern and care.

Her silver gold hair and eyes were reddened with anger and a small sense of fear as they hadn't recently cacross a heavy attack like this, the devilish face and smile branded on the forehead of Augustus and two others seeming very menacing at this moment!

Facing the weight of something he couldn't even understand, Augustus looked at the companion showing the most care as he was about to muster up a slight smile to let her feel at ease when…

….CRACK!

Augustus' forehead split open and caved in.

A heavy and unstoppable process fully began.

Robbed Honor and glory beccommonplace, their process undeniable once in place…