Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

3029 Expansion I

An Imperium Martial King from the Visionary Enclave trembled with unstable authority and ravings!

Ravings of genocide and destruction that when others heard them, they couldn't help but swarm towards him to stabilize everything.

Within moments, a Teracosm Stage Martial King cup behind the crazed old man as she cradled his head forcefully between her lap- dazzling rivers of white light flowing from her hands and onto his head as she spoke sternly.

|What genocide? Who are you referring to? Who shouldn't be enraged?|

Her words were like melodies as other Teracosm Stage Entities also circled in the surroundings, pulling on Omniversal Authorities as everything nearby gained a sense of stability.

The glazed eyes of the old man slowly calmed as he breathed heavily.

The woman cradling his head spoke once more.

|Who, Lucas? Who should not be enraged?|

The words of serenity caused utmost calmness as the old man, Martial King Lucas, opened his mouth as if he were perched and facing extrdehydration.

|He…his pulsing veins will shatter the wheel of existence.|

...!

As if his eyes could see something others couldn't.

As if he had peered into a far distant future he shouldn't have been able to see!

He blinked as he gained a sense of clarity while continuing.

|The Imperium, the Sanctum, the Omniversal Pillagers...they shall all bend the same. With the expansion of his wings, thousands of Domains will face extinction!|

|There is still tto change things! There is still time!|

|Do not enrage him!|

WAA!

|Do not enrage the Weaver!|

|DO NOT-|

BOOM!

An unimaginably heavy impact bloomed as if this entity had seen what he shouldn't have with the weavings of the Omniverse.

His Dominium Soul instantly faced cracks as the situation turned extremely serious!

Those around him scrambled, while a few others in the distance recorded the weavings of everything occurring before their figures disappeared.

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Within the very sSource of the Imperium.

In a Plane of Existence known as the Majesty of the Imperium.

A golden castle made of crystallized reinforced Fruits of Existence floated grandly, a dense number of swirling formations circling across it as just by being inside of this construct, one would gain the effects of swallowing hundreds of Fruits of Existence every minute.

It was a tool very few knew about, and a terrifying Omniversal Treasure among the many under the banner of the Imperium with shocking effects.

Those living inside such a construct wouldn't even need to step out of it to seek the Fruits of Existence, and one couldn't really say how heavy the cost was to build this construct!

Inside such a place, one of the many leading figures of the Imperium stood on a balcony filled with brilliance, gazing out into the expanses of dozens of stellar citadels of the Imperium around this castle.

His hair shone purple gold as he was adorned in an Emperor's Robe, his visage magnificent and handsas his Dominium...released a silent rainbow colored glow.

Rainbow.

Not Purple of the Teleios Stage. Not Gold of the Teracosm Stage.

Rainbow!

WAP!

At this moment, three Teracosm Stage Entities appeared behind him on the balcony and kneeled, sending blinding singularities of information forward as they paid their respects.

|Exarch...this is the current state of Martial King Lucas. What he has seen...|

A terrifying possible weavings of the future!

One that spoke of Genocide and destruction of the Imperium, the Sanctus Populi, and the Omniversal Pillagers.

As for those responsible, Martial King Lucas spoke about not enraging them.

Them.

The only thing they had to go on at this moment...was a single distinction.

The Weaver.

There was a very real and possible weaving of existence where this Weaver brought down destruction and genocides across the Imperium, Sanctus Populi, and Omniversal Pillagers!

What exactly would happen? How would...?

There were so many questions to answer as at this moment, the Teracosm Stage entities of the Visionary Enclave gazed towards their Exarch as he proceeded with everything calmly.

His intent cout in waves.

|Do you know how many times we have received and cacross possible weavings of destruction for the Imperium?|

...!

His words cin the form of a question as the Teracosm Stage Martial Kings didn't dare to answer.

And he continued.

|Too many occurrences have cand gone over the eons. Weavings of possible destruction by the hands of the Omniversal Pillagers, by the hands of the Sanctus Populi, by anything else. But even in all those weavings, the Imperium has remained standing strong and gotten to its height today.|

WAA!

|Possible weavings are just that. Possibilities. With the power of the Imperium, all unfavorable possibilities have been overcor crushed. This...will be the sas all others.|

...!

An astounding sense of power and confidence was within his words.

His Emperor's Robe flowed grandly as he began giving orders soon after.

|Let it be known that the Visionary Enclave has gained Paramount Existential Omniversal Information for sale. I will pass it on to the other Exarchs myself.|

|Yes!|

With commanding bows, the Teracosm Stage Entities disappeared and began to make preparations.

This was what the Visionary Enclave did.

It bought and sold information.

Even information on the possible weavings of destruction could be bought and sold!

After those behind him disappeared, the body of the Exarch covered by rainbow colored light pulsed to release an illusory figure of himself that disappeared soon after.

He had to do his part and let other pertinent people know, even if he knew very well that like all others, these possible weavings of Destruction would cto pass.

After all, they were able to pass all others because they were prepared beyond all measures- and they continued to dominate to this day!

With sharp eyes, Exarch of the Visionary Enclave muttered while staring out towards the citadels around him.

|Both the rats within the Sanctus and the dogs of the Pillagers as well...that is an opportunity.|

...!