Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

watching the arrogant words of the Infernal Lord, a pristine wine glass in his hands as his wild countenance had changed. The Founder was not in the wildness of the Celestial Realm as he sat in a paradisiacal expansive hall that was filled with the colors of gold everywhere one ’s eyes wandered to.

He sat in a pristine golden throne as he enjoyed food that very few could ever taste in their lives, the feed of the Verittas Fortress being displayed clearly from the Prime Warsh.i.p.s of the Celestials in front of him.

This being was living the dream of all the big bosses- simply sending out his people to work hard and his behalf as he reaped most of the rewards. It was a truly rare position that very few could have the chance to enjoy.

There was an unnatural smile on his apathetic face as he heard the words of the Infernal Lord, curious words leaking out from his mouth.

”The 9th and weakest Infernal Lord actually entered the Celestial Realm and saved those little rats earlier? Now that ’s just not fair, don ’t you think? ”

He was alone in the expansive golden hall, but seemed to be questioning something or someone as he continued!

He recalled the same red moon that had appeared when his palm was descending down towards the rats that had entered his cage, now confirming the identity of the being that saved them to be this Infernal Lord.

This was one of the more shocking thoughts that were spreading through the minds of many of the knowledge beings that could connect the dots- they found the identity of the being that actually stood against the Celestial Founder to save others not too long ago, and it was actually an Infernal Lord!

The question in many beings eyes was how this happened and why! How was he able to so quickly react, and why did he dave those particular beings? What history and connection were they missing?

Questions upon questions entered the minds of many as they watched the initial scene of the first battle of the Last War, the Founder himself continuing his monologue in the golden hall.

”A creature of chaos created to oppose me, you shouldn ’t have any driving emotions but destruction…hah, what exactly are you trying to do? ”

His voice was as if it was directly questioning something, but he continued to be alone!

”You block me at every turn and stop my advancements for your own entertainment, but do you really think creating an anomaly of an Infernal Lord will help all that much? I ’m very close you know. I can… ”

The gaze of Founder was bright as he reached his hands out as if grasping something only he could see in front of his eyes.

”I can…almost touch that point now. I ’m almost there. When I reach that point…I ’ll be breaking out of your influence fully! ”

RUMBLE!

His strong voice reverberated out as only he knew the target of these words, his apathetic eyes turning to the feed of the Verittas Fortress as a smile curled on his lips.

”I ’m watching, little Infernal Lord. Give me a show. ”