What could he generate that would be filled with his power? That he could use to unleash his power, and have it be his? What could he replace his Mana with?
It had to be infinite. And he had to generate it!
Provenance Essence itself was too unfathomable. He could not endlessly generate more singularities. What else could...
Oh.
Oh...
BOOM!
His body shook as a pulse boomed out of him that caused the surrounding space to quiver!
He had thought of something!
And it made him feel so supremely stupid.
Something he generated. Something carrying his power. A resource he could consider Infinite!
It had been circulating through him this entire time, through every trial and every transformation, so close and so constant that he had looked straight past it while interrogating the whole of existence for an answer.
Toward the seemingly calm Sealed One bubbling with anger, Noah raised his hand.
