Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

As Noah forged an array of Quasi-Cosmic Treasures, others were also moving on the river of Destiny to achieve their own ideals.

In the depths of the Primordial Sea that currently had an expansive barrier wrapping around it throughout- a barrier made by none other than Hyperion to keep a certain cheater out.

This Draconic-Elephant Primordial Beast was looking at the body of Stormdust as his thoughts moved vibrantly.

In the chest of Stormdust, over 500 Million Splendiferous Universes could be seen as Hyperion shot out rays of light from his Unparalleled Primordial Eye to hide them even from the eyes of Aegon.

'Rise.'

WAA!

His thought imposed itself onto the blank figure of Stormdust as this being body rose up in the sea and came to float in front of his vast eyes.

He seemed like a speck in the middle of nothingness as Hyperion continued.

'Lie back, curl up, sleep...wake.'

…!

Every action he thought, the figure of Stormdust repeated it as after the last one, his hazy eyes opened and looked around as he placed his hand on his chest and voiced out excitedly!

"Is it over? This is...500 Million Splendiferous Universes? Haha!"

His shouts were vibrant as he had no recollection of what had just occurred, Primordial Beasts turning over in his direction and looking at him in disdain before they continued swimming calmly.

"Yes, 500 Million Splendiferous Universes is just the first step after you chose to proceed forward. Even achieving the Cosmic Realm will come in due time thereafter." Hyperion replied impassively as a hint of contempt could also be seen in his eyes.

"Haha! Haha…!" But Stormdust seemed to be lost in his own fantasy as his crimson hair shone with power, only coming to a minute later as his face turned vibrant.

"Very well! I will go and prepare my forces for the Writ of Challenge to come. This will be one for the history books!"

WAA!

His figure was wrapped in a spatial light as he began to teleport away.

"..." The gaze of three profound eyes silently watched him leave along with the auras of many Primordial Beasts.

'Humans...are so interesting.' This thought crossed Hyperion's mind once again as he watched Stormdust disappear.

They were always the weakest of all Normal Existences when born, and yet they more often than not rose to be the peak experts in any Cosmos.

Very few times did one ever find an entire Cosmos ruled by beings as majestic as of the Dragon Race or Dwarf Race or even the Faeries.

'What makes them so unique? Why is their Destiny so much more vibrant than everyone else?'

The third eye on his head swirled with a shocking amount of power and thoughts as Hyperion thought back to his own life!

Struggling in the ranks of Primordial Beasts until he rose to the top, but even then...he felt like he didn't get what he wanted.

A stifling feeling he couldn't explain as he found himself studying the existences he had been Devouring along with their Cosmos more and more, reducing his rate of Devouring Cosmos as this was what had saved this Reality when he became a Cosmic Primordial Beast all those years ago!

He came on the conundrum of humans as he saw their weakness, spitefulness, and their abundant greed and selfishness above everything else.

'Selfish enough that they would not care for a whole Reality with countless Existences and whether they are destroyed for as long as they get what they wanted…'

His eyes flashed with contempt when he thought of Stormdust.

Hyperion considered this human worse than even excrement produced within the Primordial Empire daily!

'You'll be the first piece I kill myself when you're no longer needed…' A repulsive existence that turned his back on his own reality for the sake of revenge and selfishness!

These were the humans he studied so much, and found himself drawn to watch as he would spend cycles observing their rise and falls within certain Cosmos.

He found it baffling how they could be sad one day, and yet experience profound happiness in the next. Their emotions seemed all over the place as he had once considered them mentally challenged before understanding it was just their trait.

In one cycle, he had watched a farmer in a certain Universe as he grew up from a boy and faced the vicissitudes of life, eventually forging a path to be a ruler within his world and even eventually his galaxy. He watched this farmer surround himself with a family and bring forth progeny that even on the day he died...they surrounded him with utmost love and affection as even Hyperion couldn't explain it!

'Love? Affection?' He had tried to understand these emotions more often than not as he looked at the Primordial Beasts around him, but they were all the same.

'Mere creatures with the drive to devour and consume…'

Mindless Existences! This was what Hyperion thought of all of these powerful Primordial Beasts around him!

He felt alone even when surrounded by a sea of them as even as simple conversation was nearly impossible. He felt alone even in a resplendent field that birthed and sustained Cosmos themselves.

He was looking for something- he didn't know what this something was, but it was what drew him to the force outside of this Reality that wanted more than to just destroy. He thought they were like him but whenever they talked...even they still seemed to have one ultimate goal.

The collapse of all branching Realities as they returned everything to the Main Reality.

But Hyperion...did not want to experience the Nirvana of death.

He was still searching for something that he didn't even know, and until he found it, he would not perish!

RUMBLE!

This would not be in the hands of Champions, Primordials, or even Primordial Beasts from this Reality or other ones.

He would strive.

He would live.

He would understand.

For he....was Hyperion!