Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3555

The very weavings of existence here were unique.

And every moment, it felt like one was breathing in fantastical flames of existence with every breath.

There were many flames of varying colors, and each one expressed a different emotion. Some flames would dance happily while others burst with excitement, and some flames looked dwindled and dried as they bent down seeming sad.

At this moment, near the world-sized Wisp of the Flame of the Wheel of Existence, the many seas of flames held a somber atmosphere as every single one seemed to be bound down by something truly too heavy.

Nearest to them was the figure of a Prime Source Complexity.

A man whose body was tall in stature, and his back was a wide one that many could depend on. He was an entity whose eyes were as fierce as they were gentle, with his head burning with silver-gold flames.

What he did for the Singed could never be placed in a single record and explained in its entirety.

And yet, as more and more Singed returned into the Prime Frequency of Flames, they came to find his visage that was half collapsed as at this moment, only half of his flaming body stood before them!

His single eye looked at all of those arriving as it now he held serenity and calmness as if to tell them- even in the state that he was in, that everything would be okay.

That even in this state, it should all still be what the flow of the Wheel intended.

He smiled at all of those that had gathered here as he nodded his half head and began to speak out.

"There are still a few others that have not arrived, but this is more than enough for me to spread what I have come to learn of the Weavings of the Wheel."

His voice still held a shocking power, but Mysara and many others felt a level of shock as within this voice, they felt such a profound wave of weakness!

Their minds still buzzed as they wondered how all of this could be possible. They had known everything, and they had planned everything.

This whole time, they knew that a terrifying Change was coming as tribulations were a part of the Flow of the Wheel.

So they got ready for it. They spread their forces out across Frequencies and entrenched them in through various powerful forces that remained inside of frequencies, and even those that moved across frequencies of existence!

They even learned about their enemy and did their best to prepare for them, even letting them make the first move as after they knew what their enemy held, they could very easily crush them after that.

These were their weavings, and this was what they knew.

And they came to finally carry out such weavings as instead- they were faced with the collapsing weavings of one of their more powerful pillars!

As if he could see all of their gazes, this entity smiled and shook his head.

So they hope that amongst the countless waves of complexity left behind by their own weavings, that it may be enough to handle just one of the threats that managed to pass through them."

His words were lengthy.

He had spoken this whole time as he paused every now and then to look into the eyes of every single Singed.

And he continued.

"Across the frequencies, the one known as the Great Beyonder left behind Weavings to try and muster up another version of himself after he was gone.

The Stellar Weaver of Nihilos left behind countless threads of weavings to try and raise up more soldiers to fight for the cause.

The Origin Singed left us a force of ultimate power working right below the weavings of the Wheel of existence itself.

There are many.

Too many of them who placed their hopes that they would not be the only ones bearing this unfathomable weight on their shoulders should anything happen. And now…something has happened."

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