Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

In the vastness of space, a myriad of beings lived with their own ideals as they looked for their purpose and meaning.

There was one such being, in particular, that was traversing the Letalis Expanse with a heavy weight on his shoulders, his eyes a mixture of colors as they were searching for a greater meaning!

The being looked aged as his figure rapidly shifted across the space of the Letalis Expanse, the space around him adopting a varying amount of dangerous elements of Aether.

His body was unconsciously pushing away these elements as he looked to be in a daze, his eyes only coming to focus after he reached a region where he found his body could actually not move forward anymore!

RUMBLE!

The body of the aged figure shook as he finally opened his eyes and awareness to his surroundings, noticing the chaotic elements of aether that danced around him as well as the opening of extremely red and enormously large eyes.

He could gradually see the iris and pupil of these eyes which reminded him of a memory of a long time ago, these oppressive eyes that shook one's soul being the size of planets!

OOOM!

The opening of the eyes gradually lit up the massive body which they were connected to, the aged man being able to see the roiling tentacles that crackled with Aether, each one more massive than the other as this terrible being in front of him seemed to be a wriggling moving mass of danger.

"Ahh...very sorry for disturbing you."

The aged man seemed to adopt an apologetic expression as he scratched his head and spoke, the enormous eyes of the Terror in front of him locking onto him as he felt an enormous amount of pressure!

The eyes shimmered with the power of Aether as they displayed utter coldness and brutality, seemingly deciding whether to wipe this being away from existence at this very moment for the disruption of his job.

"You did not come here accidentally, little creature. I remember your ugly face from a thousand years ago."

OOOM!

Sound waves that affected the very space itself rolled out as the aged man felt his skin tremble at it, even his power at the Nebula Realm not being able to grant him protection as all his senses told him- this Terror in front of him could wipe him out in a matter of seconds if he so wished!

Yet he had come here today! He had wandered until his figure reached the area where no beings were, one of the areas which released a fearsome aura that even the Ancients of the Letalis Expanse stayed away from.

"Are you searching for the sweet release of death, little creature?"

The voice of the Terror boomed out as the aged man rose his head up with an unshaven expression, this being- no, the third Founder of the Celestials, speaking out while in front of this terrifying being! Even though his figure seemed like a speck of dust compared to the Terror, he still brought himself to speak towards it without a shred of fear!

"I'm sure you know that my Brother is once more waging war against the Dark Expanse. His goal is very likely to be reached soon and I...I wonder why…"

His thoughts seemed to carry a sense of hesitation as he did not know exactly how to put everything to words, a silence descending briefly before the Terror spoke out again.

"Both you and Aldrich were shown the Truth. You lost all hope because of it, while he ignored it and continued on. That little creature should be more like you, as it would have saved him a whole lot of pain."

Words that seemed to carry profound wisdom and admonished at the same time rang out, the eyes of the Terror that were the size of planets actually beginning to close again after it found out the topic this being had raised forward. Its attitude actually said that it didn't find this topic worthy of its time, getting back to what it was originally doing!

"But...he nears completion of a Supreme Law because of his actions. Why don't you stop him once again like before...why won't you save the lives of billions...why sit here doing nothing?!"

RUMBLE!

BOOM!

The eyes of the Terror opened briefly once more as they released a shockwave which smashed the Third Founder back tens of miles, his body trembling with the residual destructive elements of Aether as he still looked towards the terror with an unwilling face.

"Careful of your words, boy."

OOOM!

A trace of coldness was carried in the words of the Terror as it continued.

"We can not act because of constraints placed on us because of our power. The last time we did, a heavy toll had to be paid! We do not act...because we do not need to."

The coldness faded as the enormous eyes of the Terror began closing once again.

"Whatever Aldrich aims to do, he will not succeed. She will not let him. She has made it so. All that will happen is the loss of billions, and She allows that as well. If She does not care for her own...Hmph, why should I? Just as you were shown it is futile, he will find out the same very soon."

The voice of the Terror shook in the Third Founder's mind as his words carried with them a mysterious meaning, his eyes snapping shut as the destructive Aether elements chaotically danced and permeated throughout.

The Third Founder looked at this as his eyes shook, unwillingness and despair floating within them as he continued to ask himself,

'Why? Why?! Why?!!'

The question plagued his mind but held no answer, his body that had taken a single blast from the Terror beginning to move away as one could sense a deep sense of sadness within his figure.

This sadness stemmed from feelings of utter uselessness, of shame from his own actions, and of things he did not understand!

As he moved away from the overpowering area where a Terror resided he continued to ask himself repeatedly…

'Why…?'