Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4263

Chapter 4263: Struggles and Advancements! I

Struggle...that unwelcome teacher that shows up uninvited, overstays its welcome, and leaves only after fundamentally changing who you are!

We hate it while we’re in it, romanticize it when it’s over, and secretly know we need it even as we try to avoid it.

Think of the butterfly in its chrysalis. If you cut it free, trying to spare it the struggle of emergence, you doom it. The fight to break free isn’t cruelty...it’s engineering at its height of glory.

The struggle pumps fluid into wings that would otherwise remain crumpled and useless.

Kindness, in this case, if one were to cut the butterfly out of its shell...is crippling. Mercy becomes murder.

We see this truth and nod sagely, then spend our lives trying to avoid every struggle we encounter, as if we’re somehow exempt from the very principle we claim to understand.

In the Earliest Folds, THE Creature traversed the impossible landscapes between Folds. It came upon something remarkable...the peak of a glorious mountain emerging from an unfathomable Fold, struggling to break through dimensional boundaries.

THE Creature paused, its perception analyzing what it witnessed. This Mountain held a heavy concentration of Everythings...those fundamental particles of possibility that had been scattered when THE Creature had given its Everything to Paradox, causing that explosive dispersal across all existence.

Moved by what it interpreted as kinship...or perhaps ownership, or perhaps simple pity...THE Creature decided to help.

With power that treated dimensional barriers as suggestions, it cut open the folds, creating a clear path for The Mountain to emerge without struggle.

The Mountain erupted through with terrifying power, its form solidifying into something magnificent.

But instead of gratitude, a voice filled with grief and regret rumbled from its peaks:

"Why would you do that?! Why would you halt my Struggle and forever cripple me from what I could become?!"

HUUM!

THE Creature, for perhaps the first time in its existence, found itself utterly dumbfounded.

No response formed. No wisdom emerged. Just silence in the face of accusation.

The Mountain’s voice continued, each word a avalanche of disappointment.

"Did you take pity on me because you sensed my accumulation of Everythings? Don’t you know, Creature, that the day you gave your Everything to Paradox and it was spread across Existence, it stopped being yours? You share no connection with me or any of the countless things that were painted with the emergence of Everythings."

BOOM!

The truth landed with the weight of continents.

"You do not know our struggles. You do not know my struggle. And today, you stunted my Everything of Struggle. Instead of becoming THE Mountain that could encompass all Folds... I will now just be... The Mountain."

The distinction between "THE" and "The" had never carried such tremendous weight as this...the difference between fundamental force and mere geography.

"What a loss. What a loss!"

With those words, The Mountain warped away, disappearing from THE Creature’s perception.

It marked the first time THE Creature had received a lesson from something that had emerged from its own actions.

Struggle.

Often times, struggle was necessary for unfathomable wonders to bloom. Not because suffering was inherently valuable, but because the process of overcoming resistance created capabilities that ease could never develop.

THE Creature’s kindness had been real but misguided. In removing The Mountain’s struggle, it had removed its chance to develop the strength needed to be more than it was.

The easy path had led not to the same destination faster, but to a different, lesser destination entirely.

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