Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

Noah gazed out into the wonder of the Infiniverse Crucible after obtaining such a grand achievement.

Paradoxical Resistance.

He could do more.

He wanted to do more.

But at this same time, as his stage of power became that of a Primarch of Complexity and Purity through his Lineage, other parts of him and their True Sources…were also pulled up tremendously!

To the extent that something was triggered amidst all of this.

Noah felt his existence buzz as prompts bloomed…alongside a fundamental, tremendous change of how…he saw everything.

|The True Source of Fables joins Cheats, Plot, Infinity, Quintessence, Tyranny, Paradox, and the Protagonist as part of your weavings approaching the Primarchy of Complexity and Purity.|

|Limited Fictional Transcendence has jumped a major milestone.|

|Absolute Fictional Transcendence has been obtained.|

HUUUM!

His weavings buzzed.

Something changed!

He blinked at the unique sensation and oddity as another prompt flashed before him.

|As the Protagonist, your Fable is infinite if you so choose. Under Absolute Fictional Transcendence, your Fable is yours to tell. First Person View Point has been unlocked.|

His Fable…was his to tell?

He was…

He was?

No. Not he.

I.

I was.

HUUM!

The change became ever so real as Noah looked around, as if he could see existence itself being rewritte-

"Hold on. Thats not right…it is…my Fable to tell. Through my eyes."

|…|

A moment of silence.

And after this moment, the change settled.

The Fable went back to a previous sentance!

The change became ever so real as…I looked around, as if I could see existence itself being rewritten!

WAA!

"WAA? What Waa? Take a breather for a moment. I will continue my own Fable, under my own terms."

|…|

Silence.

Peace.

No other influence pressed down.

In a moment of profound oddity, it felt like I spoke to myself about how I viewed existence and its wonders.

In discussing it.

In narrating it.

This was my Fable.

So it would not be He.

But I.

And I could tell it more Quintessentially and Tyrannical than anyone ever could.

So, lets do this properly, shall we?

Rain fell.

An existential irony, really.

The Crucible wept with beauty. Existence shed tears from above as if it finally realized the weight of its own creation.

Multicolored droplets cascaded from the Infiniverse Forge, each one a sobbing whisper of a Source.

The others- oh, how they reached. Arms raised. Eyes wide. Reverence or desperation for more Complexity and Purity; I never could tell the difference in those seeking miracles.

But I?

I stood still.

A calm tyrant amid shrieking joy. Rain did not grace me. It bent. Flowed past. Avoided.

It knew better. It knew that I did not need it.

So it continued to be a backdrop as after the chnage in how my Fable unfolded, I looked back within my own existence.

Three Existential Dimensional Lattices spun within me. They hummed softly. One might call it music. I called it inevitability.

Origin Prime Osmontian Infinitum. A mouthful of a name.

A destiny. A curse of wonders and apocalypses.. infinitely. It was a Quintessential foundation, jagged and magnificent.

And yet, it wasn't enough.

Because power, like truth, is a staircase. And I? I don't believe in ceilings.

I believed in infinity.

The Crucible rumbled, ever so dramatic.

And then...she spoke. My long time construct and friend.

|You understand.| said the Infiniverse.

Her voice laced through my thoughts like a lattice folding into itself. Gentle. Absolute. Respectful as always.

|It was hard to explain when I reached it as you truly have to be there understand. To truly understand Primarchy, you have to be a Primarch.|

Her voice was filled with that same calm and gentle authority.

I opened my eyes.

And I saw the overaching Infiniverse…and her budding Living Wheel with all its Spokes flash all at once.

|Even though your other True Sources have not reached Primarchy,| she continued, |you should be able to begin forming Lattices through mine as what is mine..is yours. Everything is catching up rather rapidly and flowing in the same direction.|

Direction.

Hah.

I've always known where I'm going.

I stared at the sky. At the infinity symbol turning like celestial judgment.

"Then show me."

Power did not gather.

It unraveled and became clear before me.

Before me stretched weavings of unbearable scopes of wonder- of True Sources I could choose from to form Existential Dimensional Lattices apart from my own Lineage.

For no other purpose that obtaining all Resistances!

Entropy. Dreams. Manadynamics. Continuity. Fire. Space. Soul. Genesis. Quantum. Time. Death. Wrath. Sloth. Nuclear Force. Uncertainty. Providence. Relativity. Mirror…

They all glimmered brightly with possibility.

Tempting.

I simply needed nine more. Nine Lattices from nine distinct True Sources.

To do what no other had done…right? It would be a wonder if another entity was able to do the same thing.

To obtain every one of the Ten True Absolute Existential Resistances.

So I began.

Not with haste. With decision.

"Let the first be the True Source of the Singed. Fire. My beginning."

Flames.

A true beginning as it all stemmed from a single fireball.

Flames danced behind my spine and erupted all around. Not wild. Not free. Disciplined.

Gloriously crimson gold as they could burn anything.

Fire was not rage.

Fire was decision.

One lattice. Two. Three.

Each one looked like interwoven lines of geometric wonders that formed into dimensional infinity symbols that layered unto each other with terrific geometry!

And the end result was a glorious one.

| You have gained: True Absolute Existential Elemental Resistance +1%.|

My existence buzzed as it welcomed another Resistance.

And the sound it made…did not need to be changed.

HUUM!

A magisterial buzzing of Existence echoed out.

A ring of flame anchored into my essence. Fire would burn others. It would obey me.

My eyes moved on towards the third as while multicolored rain continued to flow all around me, I called out again.

"Chronos."

Something fitting for the enemies I currently faced who played with time.

Purple brilliance erupted around me.

I touched time. Not as a river. As a structure.

Sequence. Cause. Result.

Tick. Tick. Tock!

One lattice after another formed as the design of the first three Lattices of any Source were easy enough with Complexity Quotient and Purity Quotient of even just 100,000.

I knew that it would be getting exponentially harder to form more over time as…of course it would be like that.

But three Existential Dimensional Lattices of Chronos that looked like complex purple infinity symbols danced around me.

| You have gained: True Absolute Existential Temporal Resistance +1%.|

My being solidified further. Anchored in its own river of time. Time would remember me, but not alter me.

I continued ahead without delay as even though I was stretching out an instant of my being into what seemed seconds and minutes, time would still move in that Dead Wheel of Existence soon enough.

So…

"Genesis."

I called out to another Source that was more advanced under the banner of the Infiniverse.

Genesis!

Creation wasn't just about beginning. It was about becoming.

The first lattice was potential. The second, breath. The third, defiance.

And soon after…

| You have gained: True Absolute Existential Origin Resistance +1%.|

…!

Now, even creation must ask permission.

Next up was…

"Quantum."

BZZT!

Complexity broke down to simplicity.

Lattices spun and collapsed in probabilities and existence at its most fundamental level.

| You have gained: True Absolute Existential Quantum Resistance +1%.|

"Space."

I called out once more as…Space expanded, and I compressed it right after.

Three lattices, each one a mockery of distance formed.

| You have gained: True Absolute Existential Dimensional Resistance +1%.|

Location became preference for me as even through the folds, I should be able to move much faster!

"Soul"

I kept things rolling and moved on to the Soul.

The Self. Not the mind or the origin. Not the body.

Essence.

I touched it. Let it hum.

Three notes played in sequence as my weavings of existence resonated, and three Lattices bloomed.

| You have gained: True Absolute Existential Spiritual Resistance +1%.|

Untouchable in spirit was gradually becoming a reality.

"Infinity."

WUU!

What else could be said about this?

My pathway.

My Fable.

My being.

Three Lattices quickly formed with a gorgeous blue radiance as Infinity…could actually fit as something thst granted Paradoxical Resistance due to its nature, but I called upon it now because it was also…a concept.

| You have gained: True Absolute Existential Conceptual Resistance +1%.|

Concepts and ideas…they would not kill me. They would beg me before they could even injure me.

And then came…

"Uncertainty."

Another Pillar of the Infiniverse that made up its foundation as it fit into the Paradoxical Resistance, but Uncertainty was also an emotion, was it not?

Three dazzling murky crimson Lattices rapidly formed and spun around me.

| You have gained: True Absolute Existential Emotive Resistance +1%.|

I was not immune to uncertainty. But I could learn to own it.

Lastly…there was something so closely connected to my Lineage that had reached Primarchy that even without the help of the Infiniverse…

"Veritarch."

HUUM!

I called out to something that completed my Living Wheel of Existence.

My Atlas.

And it spun tyrannically at the center of my being as my own Lineage supplied it, and the Truthborne Continuum began to bloom its own Existential Dimensional Lattices!

Law. Word. Truth.

Scripture etched in threads. Three declarations, and…

| You have gained: True Absolute Existential Law Resistance +1%.|

…!

Around me, Quintessential waves of Existential Dimensional Lattices spun.

And they were…30 in total.

Three from 10 different Sources leading to 10 Archetypal Truths- 10 True Absolute Existential Resistances!