Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse - Chapter 4397
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Chapter 4397: The Doctrines of Hunger IV
As Noah bellowed such declarations into his own fundamental Existence, his eyes snapped open wide.
He gazed at Khor, who was watching him with mounting concern.
What she saw made her ancient composure falter as she knew about Ways of Existence a great deal. She knew about their critical singularity!
At this moment…
One of Noah’s eyes radiated blue-gold tendrils of light…Primus Mana given visual form, cascading from his pupil like liquid brilliance.
The other pulsed with crimson-obsidian light…Hunger manifesting as darkness that devoured surrounding illumination while somehow remaining visible.
Mana. Hunger.
Two fundamental forces operating through single existence, and somehow not destroying each other in the process.
At this moment, those impossible eyes locked onto Khor as Noah spoke.
And his voice…
Oh!
His voice boomed with unnatural depth and weight, as if it was emanating from a being that far exceeded everyone present.
Not louder, but heavier, carrying existential mass that made reality itself vibrate!
“Tell me of the Doctrines of Hunger I have not heard,” he commanded, each word resonating across multiple dimensional frequencies.
“Tell me of the Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, and Eighth Doctrines.”
HUUM!
The declaration made the surrounding Mana and emerging Hunger ripple in immensity.
Khor looked at him with immense concern, her ancient eyes recognizing something profoundly dangerous in what he was attempting.
“Outsider,” she said seriously, “are you sure of this? What you’re attempting…”
She asked, but Noah only gazed at her calmly with his mismatched eyes…one Mana, one Hunger, and spoke again with that impossible depth.
“Tell me of the other Doctrines of Hunger.”
…!
The repetition carried finality that clearly stated he would not be dissuaded.
After such unwavering affirmation, Khor nodded slowly, recognizing stubborn determination that mirrored her own ancient nature.
She began to recite.
“The Fourth Doctrine of Hunger states that Hunger thrives on impossibilities. We do not hunger for what is easily obtained…such consumption provides no satisfaction. We hunger for what should be beyond our reach, for what reality claims we cannot devour. The more impossible the target, the more our Hunger sharpens. Impossibility is not barrier but invitation. When existence declares something cannot be consumed, Hunger hears only challenge.”
Noah’s existence buzzed with recognition as he nodded, understanding settling into his Existence!
Khor continued without pause.
“The Fifth Doctrine of Hunger states that Hunger enables infinite growth. There is no ceiling to what can be consumed, no limit to how vast Hunger can become. Where other Ways encounter barriers and plateaus, Hunger simply devours those limitations and continues expanding. We grow not despite obstacles but through them, consuming every ceiling until nothing remains to constrain our appetite. Growth is not gradual, it is ravenous.”
WAA!
Again Noah nodded, his mismatched eyes blazing brighter.
“The Sixth Doctrine of Hunger states that Hunger finds pleasure in consumption itself, not merely results. We do not devour solely for power gained, we devour because the act of consumption brings profound satisfaction. The journey of Hunger matters as much as the destination. Every bite, every absorption, every integration carries its own joy. This makes Hunger sustainable where pure ambition burns out.”
Khor’s voice gained intensity as she approached the final teachings.
“The Seventh Doctrine of Hunger states that Hunger transforms everything it touches into itself. We do not simply accumulate, we convert. Everything consumed becomes Hunger, everything devoured adds to our nature rather than diluting it. A thousand different essences consumed do not create chaos but unified expansion. Through Hunger, diversity becomes singular magnificent appetite.”
She paused before the penultimate doctrine, her crimson eyes meeting Noah’s impossible gaze.
“The Eighth Doctrine of Hunger states that Hunger must be shared to reach ultimate heights. Solitary consumption creates powerful individuals, but shared Hunger creates Civilizations. When multiple beings hunger together, when appetites align and consumption becomes coordinated, the resulting force transcends individual capability. We do not compete for food, we feast together, and in that communion, become greater than any lone devourer could achieve.”
BOOM!
After listening to each doctrine, Noah’s existence processed and integrated everything.
He closed his eyes, arms spreading wide as his body began gushing even more concentrated waves of power.
Behind him, Ozymandias’s figure manifested fully.
Their backs faced each other, two bodies sharing single consciousness, and both began to spin.
Slowly at first, then accelerating, creating a vortex of mixed authorities that painted the sky in impossible colors.
The pressure Noah radiated was immense, the weight of someone forcing reality to accommodate what shouldn’t be possible.
His voice boomed out again with that heavy, multi-dimensional depth, his voice seeming soft as he affirmed what he said before.
“My Way of Mana is unbreakable. Infinite resources, endless refinement, systematic elevation…it cannot be diminished or destroyed. My Way of Hunger is inevitable. All things can be consumed, all limitations devoured, all growth enabled through appetite. These truths are…fundamental.”
His spinning accelerated.
“So my Existence…will simply have to make way and accept it.”
BOOM!
The declaration hit reality like hammer striking anvil, and existence complied.
What the fuck else could it do?!
HUUM!
Noah’s body pulsed and radiated resplendent blue-gold brilliance…Primus Mana elevated to such concentration it became nearly solid, painting half the sky in radiance that made observers squint.
Simultaneously, Ozymandias’s body blazed with obsidian-crimson Hunger…darkness that devoured light while somehow remaining visible, creating shadows that moved independently of their sources.
The Isolated Civilization found its skies split down the middle…one half brilliant blue-gold, the other consuming crimson-black, with Noah’s dual forms at the exact center creating boundary between impossible forces.
Riya looked at Noah’s two bodies with eyes shining with fascination, her own existence buzzing with advancement.
Her jewel-blue gaze tracked between his forms with analytical intensity, trying to comprehend what was happening at existential levels in ways others could not see.
But her eyes saw much, much more than others.
Khor maintained somber expression as she observed radiant light of Hunger wrapping around him…around part of him, at least.
Her ancient eyes recognized what this meant, what doors were opening, what impossibilities were being enacted.
At such a moment, in the midst of all this glorious phenomena…
|Your Existence has made an irreversible declaration|
|Successfully harmonizing and bearing the full weight of embarking on TWO WAYS OF EXISTENCE|
|Successfully establishing capability of forging TWO DISTINCT CIVILIZATIONS|
|Most existences struggle to pioneer even one Way|
|Grand Existences spend eons refining singular paths|
|Beings with THE distinction are bound to their perfected Ways|
|You are choosing to Pioneer Two Ways simultaneously|
|You are choosing to cultivate Two Civilizations in parallel|
|You are becoming a type of lifeform that exceeds all established norms|
|All conditions have been met and exceeded for your entry into your self-proclaimed: THE EARLY INFINITY DOMINION REALM|
…!
4/4 Keep the Magic Castles and Golden Tickets coming!