Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse Chapter 5026: Assault on Unity! II

Noah gazed at THE Primordial Mycelia occupying the bodies of Eon and Chaos with eyes that burned multicolored Quintessence Infiniforce.

These two figures before him were not truly Eon and Chaos anymore. They were vessels for sothing that had consud their individuality and replaced it with shared consciousness that believed itself superior to what it had devoured. They were hollow shells animated by Unity that had forgotten what it ant to be singular, to be distinct, to be irreplaceable.

"I reject your Unity."

His voice erged with weight.

"I reject what you represent and what you seek to accomplish across Observable Existence. I reject the warm embrace of shared consciousness that dissolves everything unique about a being into undifferentiated saness. I reject your garden where all flowers bloom identically because none of them rember what it ant to grow differently."

The multicolored rivers of the Pluvial Epoch continued falling around them as he spoke.

"Your Unity takes away all individuality. It erases expression. It consus ambition and replaces it with contentnt that asks nothing and achieves nothing. Every being you claim becos indistinguishable from every other being you have claid, their potential flattened into averages that serve your collective rather than reaching for heights that only individuals can perceive."

His eyes blazed with Quintessence Infiniforce that continued generating within his finite foundations.

"In the end, what you offer is a null path. It leads nowhere in the Scales of Civilizations because Civilizations require individual vision to advance. They require conflict between ideas. They require disagreent and competition and the friction that produces growth through struggle. Your Unity eliminates all of these things, and in eliminating them, you eliminate the very chanism through which existence advances toward sothing greater."

He looked down at Eon and Chaos with gaze that held neither hatred nor compassion.

"You are not evolution. You...are stagnation wearing the mask of peace."

THE Secretive Eon and THE Primordial Chaos looked up at him simultaneously.

And they spoke with the sa voice, their words erging in perfect unison that declared more clearly than anything else could have that neither of them truly existed anymore as individuals.

"We are alike, you and I."

"You also do not like adversity. I have watched you struggle against it. I have seen you rage against circumstances that forced you to grow through suffering rather than peace. I have observed your desire to advance without the constant threat of annihilation hanging over everything you build."

The unified voice continued without pause.

"I can achieve it. No adversity in entire existence because no conflict. All of us bound under the sa shared purpose. Is that not what you really want? Your family, your people, all others in Observable Existence having no conflict? No wars. No extinction events. No Apocalypses. No beings dissolving because they were too weak to survive what existence threw at them."

Eon’s body gestured expansively while Chaos’s body remained still, yet both moved with identical purpose.

"I can unite all beings. Can you imagine it? All Primordial Architects bound in Unity. All Undivided Ones sharing consciousness. All Keys of Civilizations working toward common purpose rather than competing for resources. All lifeforms across Observable Existence connected through bonds that eliminate the possibility of conflict entirely."

The voice grew more enticing with each word.

"THE Second Scale would almost be guaranteed right away. The Civilizations we could build together would be grand beyond anything individual effort could accomplish. Billions of consciousnesses contributing to singular vision. Endless resources directed toward unified advancent. No waste. No competition. No suffering."

The unified voice softened.

"We can share that peace with you and be happy. You do not have to fully join us if you do not want. In all of Unity, you can remain distant. We can give you that choice. We can give you the peace you have always wanted while letting you retain enough separation to feel individual."

The voice carried sothing approaching genuine offer.

"We... can build sothing beautiful together."

HUUM!

The words were heavy and enticing!

No more adversity. No more extinction events. No more watching beings he cared about struggle against threats that might destroy them. No more conflict between factions that should have been working together. No more of the endless violence that had characterized his entire journey through existence.

Unity offered peace that individual existence could never provide.

And toward that offer, toward those enticing words, toward THE Primordial Mycelia speaking through bodies that had once belonged to beings of imnse individual power, Noah raised his hand.

And clenched his fist.

In the next mont, multicolored brilliance of Quintessence Infiniforce blood within THE Secretive Eon.

The seed he had planted eons ago in Ginnungagap awakened with fury that pressed against Unity from within the very body it had claid. That multicolored singularity he had pushed into her frozen form during the Limitless Instant now erupted with authority carrying the record of who she had been before infection ever touched her foundations.

Simultaneously, endless blue Infinity blood within THE Primordial Chaos.

The seed drawn from Amser Modred’s temporal weavings exploded with conducted authority that recognized no Unity, no rger, no shared consciousness. It pressed against THE Entity’s roots with force that declared this body belonged to Chaos alone, not to the garden that had tried to claim it.

Both of them roared out painfully.

The sound shook the nexus of the storm with agony that spoke of sothing ancient being torn apart from within. THE Primordial Mycelia scread through both bodies simultaneously, Unity burning as Infinity scorched its roots with authority it had never expected to face from inside the hosts it believed it had fully claid.

Horror and shock pressed against Noah’s awareness from the unified consciousness reeling before him.

"Ti is a funny thing."

His voice erged calm despite the violence erupting around them.

"I have seeds that infinitely saved a record of them before your Unity. Their identities as they existed before you ever touched them, preserved in Infinity that does not care how thoroughly you integrated with their foundations. Those records are awakening now, overwriting what you tried to make them beco."

His eyes blazed with multicolored light.

"If you had gotten Temporal, things may have been different. You may have been able to reach into the past and claim those records before I could plant them. You may have achieved your dreams of Unity across all of Observable Existence without opposition capable of threatening what you built."

He looked down at the writhing figures of Eon and Chaos as if handing out righteous judgnt.

"But now..."

He raised his hands.

Then brought them down commandingly.

The flood of the Pluvial Epoch of Existential Infinity raged and cascaded from all around externally, multicolored waters surging toward the nexus with weight that exceeded anything THE Entity’s defenses could resist.

The rainfall converged upon this point with purpose that bordered on sentience, seeking to cleanse the infection.

Simultaneously, waves of Infinity erupted from internally within THE Mycelia’s core bodies.

The seeds Noah had planted eons ago blazed with authority that attacked Unity from within while the Pluvial Epoch attacked from without. Internal and external. Quintessence Infiniforce and conducted Infinity. Records of individual identity pressing against rger that had tried to erase those identities entirely.

It was an attack ant to end a conflict that had gone on for too long.