Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

Failure.

It was something Hyperion was very much used to over his millions of years of life!

When he first woke as a fledgling Primordial Beast and was pushed around those older within the Primordial Sea. When trying to devour his first Cosmos as another Grand Primordial Beast commanded him to step back as he watched what he found first be taken away. Failing in the fusion of Daos and Laws when he first put his attention towards Edicts'¦

There were many failures throughout his life as his latest one was the inability to do what Primordials could!

The inability to forge a Primordial Epitaph that they could design with ease and implement to multiple existences across different Realities.

For millions of years, he had struggled as even after he amassed large reserves of the Essence of Reality- he was still just in the process of experimenting as he used the soul of a slightly special existence within this Reality to see if he could etch his very own Primordial Epitaph with his own concepts for a System. And even now'¦he was unsuccessful. Yet at this moment'¦

"Do you know anyone that would be in need of a Primordial Epitaph by any chance?"

'¦!

A single human sat cooly within a glorious Throne as he voiced out such a question! A question that stood at the root of his latest failure as it was something that was one of the only sore spots this Cosmic Primordial Beast had! It wasn't even truly a question as Hyperion's mind moved quickly with him realizing many things, one of the first being that he had sorely underestimated this being before his eyes as he knew something as crucial as him looking for anyways possible to forge a Primordial Epitaph!

Even at this moment as his eyes stared at him filled with confidence, he wanted to group him along the lines of an existence like Aegon whose own arrogance and belief in his strength would be his ultimate undoing.

But Hyperion could not do this.

THRUM!

His Destiny had begun to vibrate the moment this being spoken out, his ancient eyes gazing up at the invisible golden sea that only he could observe as his body began to undulate with terrifying waves of strength!

The throne made of Primordial Essence disappeared as with a flash, Hyperion was gone from the boundary of the Primordial Sea that negated nearly all damage as he appeared right in front of the Tyrant still sitting calmly on the throne!

"..."

His single Primordial Eye of the Kaiser alone was larger than even the throne that this existence sat on, and yet he wasn't flustered in the least when he stared at the countless golden swords etched within the golden shimmering eye.

Neither side spoke as Hyperion's terrifying Draconic-Elephantine body shone with utter titanous majesty, and yet the being the size of his mere eye on his throne continued to stare calmly as not a single ounce of defensive skills were activated!

Hyperion gazed at this being at such a close distance with his Primordial Eye of the Kaiser as even then'¦he could not glean anything about him. But the subject matter was something close to his heart'¦so Hyperion put aside his immense pride as his voice thundered out coldly.

"How exactly would you have found out about that?"

WAA!

His voice boomed out in waves as it caused the surroundings to tremble, and yet the Tyrant upon his throne replied back with a collected voice as he leaned back and tapped on his throne.

"Does it really matter how?"

Did it matter? Whether it was from his own personal ability or a Dao, or even an Edict- did any of it matter after he had arrived at this point? To Hyperion, the answer was clear!

"No. You are no Champion, and yet you seek someone in need of a Primordial Epitaph. The question had to be asked as the most important one now is how you could have gotten your hands on it and whether you truly have it."

'¦!

If one was not a champion, how could they even dream of obtaining even the structure of the core that lay behind a System? Even though Hyperion had failed in too many attempts to achieve what he wanted, he would not get roused up by the mere words of another existence lesser than him until what he saw had actual logic and feasibility into it.

Yet towards his words, the human he had gained slight interest in within the Primordial Empire smiled mischievously as he spoke shocking words.

"No. Because unlike some existences, I am not bound and confined within my Reality for as long as I live."

BOOOM!

The words were like dousing galaxies full of fuel into a burning inferno, the Primordial Eye of the Kaiser shining dangerously as an instant later, golden flames bloomed!

Golden flames that came from none other than the Flames of an Edict as they painted all the surroundings aurelian, going forward to cover everything in the surroundings as they circled around the Throne of Tyranny dangerously.

WAA!

The golden swords on the backrest of the throne glistened as the Quasi-Cosmic treasures took in temperatures that would make them melt if they remained in these surroundings long enough, but Noah himself was unbothered as an instant later, golden flames of Kismet erupted around and covered his entire body as he looked an emperor bathed in gold, his voice still ringing out even as Hyperion nearly drowned him in flames.

"An Ender of Reality forever confided to this Reality, his only route of freedom being nothing other than death'¦what a sad concept that is."

BZZT!

Towards an Ender of Reality, he said this!

Towards a being a Realm higher than him...he said this!

Every word he spoke caused the Primordial Eye of the Kaiser to shine even more dangerously as the golden swords within it spun madly, the Cosmic Primordial Beast truly becoming roused as a subject at the depths of his heart- something nobody else should know nor should they be able to talk to him about'¦it was being put out in the open!