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Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

An Apocalypse descends as awakened humans rise to defend their world! In the blooming chaotic Era, Mana reigns supreme. But even the strongest beings...have limited reserves of Mana. A weak F Rank Hunter awakens with the lowest tier [Fireball] skill in a desolate City as he finds out...Mana is not a limitation for him! Have you seen countless fireballs stretch across the blue skies? Have you seen endless dwarf stars and black holes conjured against insurmountable Dragons and other mythical creatures?! With Infinite Mana, anything is possible! --- "What you are is a blip on a glorious path. An extra that isn't even all that well developed. You'll appear and make some inconsequential waves, and then you'll disappear just as quickly. Only to be forgotten a few pages later."- Noah Osmont, Chapter 2188 --- The concepts appearing in this story are those of pure fantasy and fiction, they are not reflective of the real world. Everything is based on pure imagination. Discord server is with illustrations and Status Panel is here! -https://discord.gg/KwatGcE

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Legions of Ancestral Descendants! IV

Providence surged in a myriad of chaotic directions.

Neither it nor destiny could show what was coming next as too many confounding variables were involved.

At this moment, yet another variable prepared to enter the fray.

In the foldings of space within the Boundary Between Realities.

An existence that had been lying dormant for an unknown number of Ages opened his eyes yet again as he stared out at the expanse of emptiness.

His form seemed to constantly change in size from something titanic to something the size of an atom as his power was unpredictable!

His gaze was profound as he sensed many things, his voice emanating out at this moment.

"This is the strongest force you can muster to descend without beginning to lose your foothold?"

BZZT!

The layers of space he was embroiled in began to fracture as if a statue made out of a stone mountain was carving itself out.