Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4071

Chapter 4071: The Depths! II

As they moved through the path she created, Sigrid’s curiosity finally overcame her observation. She had been studying their party with the intensity of someone observing variables, and now she spoke.

"I know the Infiniverse and Ruination as his close constructs and family, but you"...she looked directly at Moiraine, "you carry the air of both Paradox and Origin. What’s your story?"

...!

Moiraine’s expression shifted to something between calmness and protectiveness. She looked at Sigrid briefly before she spoke as Noah was ahead of them walking with a smile, the Infiniverse floating in front of him on her leaf protectively, and Ruination even further ahead

Moiraine was the one to answer. "The story begins with a misunderstanding that became fortunate. We, a few Paradoxes, mistook Sir for a Young Paradox who didn’t produce Inevitabilities...a miracle. I was the one who thought he might be an answer to our curse."

"So you brought him to the Transcendent Paradoxical Folds?" Sigrid asked, Order itself leaning in to understand the sequence of events.

Noah picked up the thread with his characteristic casual delivery of significant information. "Yes, she did. While there, some Paradoxes saw opportunity in my unusual nature. They plotted, schemed, made their move..."

"A bitch called Diviticus decided to try and devour Sir," Moiraine interrupted, her usual composure cracking with anger on his behalf.

The emotion transformed her from follower to defender, from subordinate to someone who would end existences for the offense!

"She managed to get a portion of his blood and power before he brought me into the Early Veiled Shore."

She continued, her voice carrying the particular venom of someone who had not forgiven and would not forget. "As for Diviticus, she became what she stole...a Living Paradox who doesn’t produce Inevitabilities. Based on what Sir told me, she used this power to help Living Paradoxes steal the corpse of an Early Creature from the Coalition of Living Existences."

Sigrid’s eyes blazed with intensity that made the air around her organize itself into attack patterns.

"Is that right?"

...!

Her eyes were cold.

When she spoke, her voice carried the weight of Order itself pronouncing judgment.

"Order remembers all debts. Every theft, every violation, every breaking of proper sequence." The words emerged with such dangerous calm that space itself seemed to take notes.

"When I’m fully awakened, when Order flows through me without restriction, Diviticus and others will learn what happens when you steal from those under Order’s protection. They will be... organized. Completely. Permanently."

Noah raised his brow and whistled when he heard her proclamation!

The threat in those words transcended violence...it was the promise of being unmade, sorted into components that would never again achieve coherence.

She turned to Noah, her expression shifting from dangerous to concerned. "Is it acceptable that this Diviticus has a corpse of an Early Creature? What can she do with such a thing?"

Noah’s response balanced his carefreeness with underlying seriousness. "One thing we know, or theorized based on what a few Dukes mentioned...is that she can open tears...rips in the veil between the Living and the Dead. While that’s an excellent source of loot and advancement, it can quickly go from beneficial to catastrophic. The Dead, the truly Dead...I need more information on them."

His eyes took on a mysterious gleam as he continued. "But... there’s someone who may or may not be putting reins on Diviticus. Someone I’ve been collecting information about."

He glanced at Moiraine meaningfully. "He seems to be someone with a great level of influence and power. My Weavings are telling me to learn more about him...suggesting he might be more significant than he appears."

"Schrodinger," Moiraine said, the name carrying weight that suggested stories untold.

"Among...others," Noah confirmed.

"Many of those truly powerful will consider the endless folds a large boardgame. The game being played has more players than pieces, and some are playing different games entirely..."

As they continued through the depths, their conversation flowing with the easy rhythm of people who trusted each other despite their different natures, Ruination suddenly broke through another barrier.

The dissolution of stone revealed something that made them all pause.

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