Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse Chapter 4911: Oh, That! II

His voice shifted to sothing more narrative, more reflective.

"The usurpation worked perfectly. My Master never saw the betrayal coming because the strands that connected to his Claim were so thin, so subtle, so far beneath the surface of perceptible existence that even one of THE Four could not detect them. In slow, grueling weavings of paradoxical transfer, his Claim beca my Claim. His position among THE Four beca my position. Everything he had built across eons beca mine."

He paused with weight that pressed against the space between spaces.

"But THE Primordial Mycelia did not stop there."

...!

His eyes grew darker.

"It had tasted Absolute authority. It had woven itself through the foundations of existence. With access to my paradoxical nature and foundations, it began to grow at rates that should have been impossible. The strands that had been thin enough to exist between spaces beca visible to those who knew how to look. The network that had operated below the surface began to push upward, seeking new roots to connect, new consciousness to integrate, new rot to decompose and return to fertile unity."

His voice hardened.

"Even as THE Information Paradox, I realized, perhaps too late, that I was no longer in control."

He spread his hands.

"THE Primordial Mycelia had beco sothing I could not contain. It was growing through my existence, yes, but it was also growing beyond my existence. The fragnt I had taken from that Primordial Architect’s domain was no longer a fragnt. It was becoming a complete network in its own right, one that viewed my individual consciousness with the sa patient inclusion that it viewed all consciousness."

His pacing stopped.

"I was faced with a choice. Allow THE Primordial Mycelia to complete its work and try to decompose my individual will, my Information Paradox, into its unified soil for eons. Or find a way to sever it from my existence without losing the Claim I had stolen using its thodology."

His smile returned, cold and knowing.

"THE Loom and THE Fallout were part of my solution."

He turned to face Noah directly.

"Through it all, I contained it within a seperate Undefined Existence in The Infinite Unfurling, and then THE Loom in The Earliest Folds. Then... I cut it off during THE Fallout. I severed the strands that connected THE Primordial Mycelia to my foundations by releasing it into Observable Existence during THE Fallout. I was not spreading so plague..."

His voice dropped to sothing almost gentle.

"I was rely performing surgery on myself with a blade made of everyone else."

He let those words settle.

"THE Primordial Mycelia that you have encountered is not so malevolent force that erged from nothing. It used to be a tiny thing of a Primordial Architect. A tiny, small thing. It is peaceful...and just wants endless, complete, absolute Unity."

BOOM!

His eyes glead.

"And look at it now."

He laughed softly.

"Is it not the grandest paradox of all? I made a choice that eventually created another point of adversity and terror for all of Existence. I have no control over it or how it continues to evolve. And it is only one thing...out of countless others. And you...cannot kill a network that exists beneath the surface of all Existence. You cannot collapse sothing that has already woven itself through countless foundations. You can only sever it from yourself, as I did, and hope that soone else eventually finds a way to deal with what you have unleashed."

His gaze fixed on Noah with intensity.

"I am immune to it. With your Infinities, you should also be immune to it too. You and I are more and more alike!"

BOOM!

His words finished heavily as the space between spaces seed to compress around them.

Noah was silent for a long mont as he took everything in.

While he wanted to celebrate on how getting information on THE Entity was easier than expected, the information itself was terrifying. It connected THE Living Paradox and THE Entity, which he knew before was from THE Prima Indifferentia. It connected all of them to another thing from THE Prima Indifferentia he had never had the displeasure of eting.

A Primordial Architect. Sothing born between differentiation and undifferentiation during THE First Cause!

"..."

In his silence, Noah couldn’t help but mutter out loud as if he was thinking about sothing.

"What you are doing right now. The corrupted proto-matter across THE Prima Indifferentia and Observable Existence... would this not affect or anger everything within THE Prima Indifferentia? Including THE Primordial Architects?"

...!

His question was a heavy one as THE Living Paradox smiled brilliantly while saying words that made Noah’s foundations grow cold.

"Of course. Oh, of course."

His eyes blazed with that terrifying light of fanaticism.

"What I am doing will infuriate such types of beings across THE Prima Indifferentia the most. That would have been yet another adversity which could collapse or end ."

He tilted his head.

"But hey, I’m not alone now, am I?"

His smile widened into sothing glorious.

"You are also riding along and pissing off every possible and impossible monster across Observable Existence. Haha!"

...!

Noah’s gaze beca heavy as he looked at the peasant laughing madly in the space between spaces, corrupted proto-matter and Infinite Seals swirling around his beggar-like form as if celebrating his insanity.

He realized sothing that settled into his consciousness.

This fucking guy...was crazy!

A madman doing terrifying things for the sake of his Civilization!

As he looked at THE Living Paradox silently, Noah couldn’t help but sigh and shake his head as he said words that held the weight of everything they had discussed.

"This... has been both the most pleasant and unpleasant discussion I’ve had with anyone in quite so ti."

He was glad to have gotten the opportunity to obtain all of this information from THE Living Paradox as he would not have obtained it otherwise, unless it ca from the source itself. The nature of THE Primordial Mycelia. The thodology of THE Living Paradox’s usurpation. The connection between THE Fallout and THE Entity. All of it was knowledge that no one else in Observable Existence possessed.

But the information itself was also heavy as now that he held it, he had to do all he could to overco the implications it carried!