Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4045

Chapter 4045: Variation! I

Limitations are peculiar things. They exist not as universal truths but as boundaries defined by perspective, capability, and understanding.

What one being calls impossible, another accomplishes with a casual gesture. What requires eons of preparation for some happens in heartbeats for others!

The wall that stops a child is merely a step for an adult. The ocean that drowns a man is home to a fish. The void that kills most beings is where others are born.

It was known and established...written into the fundamental understanding of existence itself, that one could not teleport in or out of the Doorways to the Loom.

This wasn’t merely difficult or dangerous; it was deemed impossible. The Doorways existed in states that rejected standard spatial manipulation, their paradoxical nature creating barriers that even Dukes couldn’t breach through normal means.

Everyone knew this. Everyone accepted this.

But Noah had never been everyone.

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Seconds ago, while Duke Gwendolyn’s panic painted the air with urgency, while she urged him to make a quick exit so they could flee properly once outside the Doorway, Noah had done something simpler.

He hadn’t asked whether it was possible. He hadn’t considered the established limitations.

He had simply connected to his Early Veiled Shore.

The connection flowed through him like water remembering its source, natural and inevitable.

His brilliant energy...containing eleven Living Existential Authorities that shouldn’t coexist within a single being, pulsed with quiet certainty. The terrifying Kleos Glyph on his forehead, The Creature’s First Lesson, blazed with light that made reality pay attention.

He looked towards Sigrid and Titan!

"Are you ready to visit my home?" he had asked calmly, as if inviting them for tea rather than attempting the impossible.

Titano’s massive head had nodded with his characteristic blank expression, processing the question at his own pace.

Sigrid, still radiating the overwhelming presence of newly awakened Order, had simply nodded, her trust in him absolute despite not understanding what he intended.

Brilliant light had erupted around them...not harsh or violent, but encompassing, like being wrapped in starlight.

The illumination contained within it the authority of someone who didn’t just bend rules. He wrote new ones! Noah, Sigrid, and Titano were enveloped in radiance that made the Doorway’s paradoxical nature irrelevant.

Then they were simply... gone.

He had left Thessaly and Altheon behind without a second thought. Their baggage wasn’t something he needed to carry!

Let them explain to Duke Gwendolyn how the impossible had occurred. Let them wrestle with questions that had answers they couldn’t comprehend!

The transition was seamless, like stepping from one room to another when both rooms happened to be separated by impossible distances and fundamental barriers.

Noah, Sigrid, and Titano materialized on the golden sands of the Early Veiled Shore, the light of this impossible space welcoming them with warmth that transcended temperature!

The body of Noah that had traveled with them, one of his many simultaneous existences...became a streak of light that merged with his primary form.

He rose from where he had been seated on the sands, his upper body bare, muscles glistening with the particular sheen that came from existing at frequencies reality barely acknowledged.

His lower body was covered in loose obsidian-gold pants that seemed to be woven from twilight itself.

The Goad rested beside him, that simple stick that could educate existence itself about its own nature!

Sigrid looked at him, then at their surroundings, her newly enhanced perception taking in details that should have been impossible to process!

Her eyes widened with recognition.

"Don’t tell me this... is an Early Veiled Shore?!"

The words emerged with the weight of someone recognizing they stood in a place that shouldn’t exist, that most beings would never even know could exist!

Early Veiled Shores were myth to most, legend to some, and death to nearly all who tried to reach them without proper understanding.

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