Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4081

Chapter 4081: Fables and Pride! II

Alexander himself bore marks of the journey. His chest was laid bare, the fabric of his upper garment having been sacrificed to something that left no remains.

His toned muscles gleamed with perspiration that contained traces of conceptual effort.

Upon his chest, his Enneagram blazed brighter than ever, its nine points connected by lines that seemed to pulse with heartbeat rhythm.

Near the bisected head of an Early Creature that served as this Shore’s most prominent landmark, two figures waited. Royal Law Tristesse stood with the patience of someone who had learned that rushing Law only made it contrary. Beside her, Kaedric observed with high expectations!

Tristesse sighed as she watched Alexander’s careful handling of Seraphina.

"Were you successful?" The question emerged with weight that suggested entire futures hung on the answer.

Alexander’s gaze turned cold as he nodded once.

"Yes. I know where the Early Tool of THE Living Law is." He paused, adjusting his hold on Seraphina as she stirred slightly.

"But if anyone other than me and Seraphina approach it, the Tool will disappear across Folds and time. Perhaps permanently. You two will have to stay behind."

...!

The words landed with finality that made even the dead Shore seem more lifeless!

Royal Law Tristesse’s eyes burned with expectations and possibilities, her mind clearly racing through implications, calculating probabilities, weighing costs against potential gains.

When she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something else entirely as she was thoughtful.

"Do you know what the Chronicles of Judgment say about THE Living Law’s Tools?"

She used the formal name...the Chronicles of Judgment, the record that Living Laws had maintained since the Earliest Folds, documenting the Laws that governed them, the precedents that shaped existence’s rules.

"Only Dukes of Law and Royal Living Laws can read the deepest sections, the parts that record THE Living Law’s direct interventions." Her voice grew distant, as if reading from memory that transcended simple recollection.

"There’s a story there, ancient even by our standards."

She moved slightly.

"A terrifying Fold Dweller approached THE Living Law with a question that contained accusation. ’Has THE Creature abandoned us?’ the Fold Dweller asked. ’Are you the only one maintaining order now? The only one who cares whether existence has structure?’"

Tristesse’s expression grew complex, mixing reverence with something that might have been fear.

"THE Living Law’s response was characteristically indirect: ’Do not think of matters that do not concern you or others. Through me, through my Tools, through my Weapons, prosperity will be ensured across all Folds. Structure will be maintained. Order will prevail.’"

...!

She paused, letting the weight of those words settle.

"And then THE Living Law did something unprecedented. It gave this Fold Dweller an Early Tool...the Scale of Equilibrium’s Reckoning."

The name itself seemed to make the air heavier, as if existence recognized something significant being invoked.

"According to the Chronicles, the Scale could weigh not just physical matter but concepts themselves. Justice against mercy. Order against chaos. Even existence against void. Whatever was placed upon its pans would be measured against absolute truth, and the lighter concept would be... corrected. Made heavier through enforcement, or removed entirely if it couldn’t bear the weight of existence."

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