Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

Something had happened.

And now, it was time for them to step up as well!

These words were calm and serene, but they also induced a sense of power and hopelessness at the same time as among those listening, there was also a massive spider whose body burned with brilliant white gold flames.

A Singed of a unique variety from Megalos Nihilos.

It watched and listened to all of this calmly as within it, there was another Will that had nearly and completely assimilated with the depth and complexity of this creature!

The weavings of the Great Usurper were in a field of multiple Source Complexity entities as he listened calmly to a Prime Source Entity whose weavings collapsed at a rapid rate.

He knew the name of this being from the body of the existence that had freely allowed him to assimilate with it.

Ezekiel!

A force of unfathomable power that the Singed looked at as the main component of their force and the weavings of the Wheel of Existence itself after the disappearance of the Origin Singed.

And yet, as the weavings of this entity collapsed, he continued to gaze at all of them and expose terrifying secrets.

"I am in this current state because I came across what I believe is the threat that passed through the cracks of those who defend us. It is this threat that was able to do this to me, as it is the one who is currently backing the undercurrents and the movements of the Faceless Lifeforms that surge all around the frequencies of Existence.

It is an unexpected variable in the flow of the wheel as if we are not careful, it can irreversibly alter the flow to something that we cannot even imagine."

Ezekiel raised his hand and looked at the fading flame on it as he continued with a heavy smile.

"The price of my existence was made in exchange for us finding out about this enemy, as now we know what we face, and we know the complexity that we have to take down. This much has not changed. Just like before, we stated that we would watch and observe as the enemy made their moves as we learned of the extent of their power, and thereafter, we would move decisively to erase it.

Such a thought still stands as at this moment. I leave it upon you all to move extremely decisively as some weavings may already be coming close to being lost. But just know that not everything will be lost so long as you all continue fighting!"

HUUM!

His flames began to burn heavily as if they were revitalizing. His Prime Source caused a terrifying pressure as the nearby flames reeled.

"Fight for existence.

Fight for the flow.

Fight for the flame that burns within all of us.

Because so long as you all keep fighting, there will be hope!

Along the way, an uncountable number of deaths may occur. The collapse of an unknown number of weavings is all but guaranteed.

But please, do not let that flicker of flame within you die.

Follow the weavings of the Wheel as you see fit, as you believe the Wheel is telling you to follow. Events will happen around you that seem inexplicable, and that seem like they do not make sense. But so long as you see the flow of the Wheel itself within them, go along with these events as at the endpoint, we will erase that which has encroached upon us and ensure that the flow of the Wheel is not altered to an irreversible state!"

WAA!

At this point in time, as this being continued to talk, those who were listening came to the realization that after the surge of his source, his voice was becoming increasingly weak!

His last words were barely but a whisper.

And each Singed who heard them held their own complex emotions as in one corner, the weavings of Mysara vibrated with tumultuous waves of light as she recalled everything that had happened since she entered a certain Megalos and met the weavings of the one she believed to be the Origin Singed.

It did not make sense. But she never doubted.
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But as the words of Ezekiel just stated, they would see many unfathomable things that contain the flow of the Wheel as they should not question it.

That they should only look into it and follow as, in the end, they would just come across exactly what they needed in order to combat that which seeks to decimate the flow of the Wheel itself!

The Origin Singed should be out in a place protecting them from unknown enemies that they could not even imagine.

And yet she believed she had found a thread of him that he left behind as it was scattered and without its old memories.

And this thread believed itself to be entirely someone else!

This was her belief, and this was her weaving. At this moment, it only solidified and became more pristine!

She asked herself why this thread of the remnant of the Origin Singed happened to introduce itself to her and nobody else as she came to the decision that even this was what the flow of the Wheel intended.

So at this moment, she did not raise her voice to speak up to the crowd of others that she was currently in contact with a thread of weaving of the Origin Singed.

If and when the flow of the Wheel intended to reveal him to others, then it would occur.

After all, how did that unknown enemy know of Ezekiel, and what would happen if they came to know of a thread of remnant weavings of the Origin Singed?

So until whatever time or place the Wheel intended to reveal things, she would study and follow the Origin Singed as they faced an unknown enemy of terrifying proportions who was capable of even slipping past the main weavings of the Origin Singed and many others that they had only heard of in the cycles past.

Ezekiel looked at the many Singed gathered here as he continued with a weak voice.

"The unknown force that has slipped through the cracks is a patient one and a terrifying one, as I was not able to see much of its weavings during our altercation. The fact that I stand before you here now and have not entirely perished just lets you know the flow of the Wheel is very much intact and that this enemy is likely grievously injured.

But since he has made this move against me, he must know where his greatest opposition lies. In the near future, you all can expect heavy losses to come. Do not take these losses as if they are the end, as I assure you…they are just the beginning."

WAA!

"Stand strong, and let the flame guide you. And may you never be truly extinguished."

…!

With such words, the magnificent half visage of Ezekiel, a Prime Source Complexity, fizzled out into bursts of flames that were then pulled into the world sized wisp of a Flame that now that lay behind him!

The weavings of a Prime Source Entity had all but collapsed!