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Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

All Time Top Ten Webnovel Bestseller! --- 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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The End of an Age, The Beginning of an Aeon! I

His path for the future was bright.

Born from the Lineage of Ancestors that followed the Boundary of the Sword, he had all the privilege he could ever ask for as he bathed in the Essence of this Boundary while he was still in the womb!

And he knew the upper layers of Extremity were all but promised to him as he just had to put in the effort and time.

And he did.

He had!

He reached the 6th Boundary Layer of the Sword!

It was immensely strong and sharp as he felt like he could cut apart everything!

Yet!

Why was it that he couldn't cut apart this obscene golden light?

Just what Boundary had this nonsensical Esoteric Entity enacted as he bellowed out nonsensical things like <Everything is Loot>?!

<OOOOOH! >

The utmost potential from his Aeonic Soul was pulled out as the stellar scene of Theseus arching upwards like a blazing white gold sword trying to pierce countless stanchions of golden light played out.