The Infinite And The Divine Audiobook Novels & Stories

Chapter 113: Infinite In the boundless expanse of the cosmos, Isabella and Luca found themselves in a chapter that surpassed the limits of mortal understanding. They stood hand in hand, their spirits intertwined, as they beheld a magnificent celestial garden—a tapestry of vibrant colors, cosmic flowers, and ethereal beings.

The library disappeared, and is replaced by vast emptiness filled with stars and symbols I had no names for. Then I felt its presence. It isn't hostile, but it's so enormous that my entire being felt like a single grain of sand on an infinite beach. You finally look, the voice said, and I felt the words more than I heard them. We have been waiting. "What are you?" I asked, or tried to ask. My voice sounds so tiny and insignificant compared to the vastness surrounding me. We are what remains. The last light of a dying sun. The final breath of gods who walked between worlds.

Do not let it touch you. I didn’t answer. Because it already had. Not physically. Not yet. It brushed the edges of my awareness like a hand hovering just shy of skin, reading me in layers—mortal memory, wolf instinct, divine resonance—peeling through each with unnerving precision. You are not an error, it conveyed—not in words, but in understanding. You are an echo returned. The gods recoiled. Even the first god—the architect of cycles, the one who had spoken in inevitability—drew back as the presence rose higher, its vastness distorting the lattice further. Cracks spiderwebbed through the in-between, bleeding raw darkness threaded with ancient light.

A shadow deeper than my own, one that served neither light nor dark. The Primarch. The origin of all divinity. The one who would not tolerate balance. Astraea’s face paled. “You’ve doomed us both.” “Perhaps,” I said, smiling faintly, “but at least I’ve doomed us honestly.” The crack widened, spilling darkness that devoured light. Even the Shadowfire recoiled from it. I felt my power waver under the weight of something infinite pressing through. Then I heard it, a voice that didn’t echo so much as rewrite the silence itself.

was the "Worker." "The 'Infinite-Cycle' is self-sustaining," Audrey’s voice echoed through the "Total-Field" of the Multiverse. "The 'Pressure' generates the 'Friction,' the 'Friction' generates the 'Quintessence,' and the 'Quintessence' feeds the 'Engine.' We have built a machine that 'Grows' by the mere act of 'Functioning.' We have achieved 'Perpetual-Sovereignty'."

The silver band around his head wasn't just glowing; it was pulsing in perfect synchronization with the magma-forged chain in my hands. Anchor, I transmitted, my psychic voice laced with the raw, aggressive survival current of the deep forge. The lines are secure. I amputated the dead iron. We are anchored in the mantle. Elias looked up. The thirty-five-year-old sovereign was weeping, but his golden eyes were wide, dilated with absolute, primal awe. I feel it, Grandmaster, Elias breathed. By the gods, the pack feels it. I cast my awareness past Elias, sweeping over the three thousand miles of the founding ground across the freezing ocean.

This extremely familiar old man was the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book. He took a few steps into the energy barrier and poured the same amount of energy into it. Samuel's left hand once again lit up with two rays of light. The Eight Desolation Heavenly Book smiled and said, "This brat's luck isn't bad, but sometimes being too smart isn't necessarily a good thing. Don't say that you don't know what's going on with these two rays of light, I'm afraid he himself isn't even clear about it." The sweeping old man smiled and did not deny this idea. "If he knew it clearly, it would not be like this when he dealt with the Four Divine Beasts."

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

“Will you please cease your screaming, foolish mortal? She would not have been harmed; however you all would have met an abrupt end. You are beginning to give me a terrible migraine.” The elderly mortal deepened her scowl, defiantly spitting at the immortal creature as she spoke; her tone scarcely matching that of a growl. “I hope you rot! She is just as monstrous as you! The daughter of Atlas would destroy all mortals as you and her father would! She deserves to pay for her sins!”

Without drawing any attention to themselves, Enboe-21 closed its eyes and sent a telepathic message to the bird of Jove, through telepathic waves. The bird flew up from where it was stationed outside, into the building, but high in the sky by which one could actually confuse its silhouette to that of a real eagle. It rolled twice in the sky, as sign to both Andy and Nelson, in regard to its presence. By this time, the final set of people still carrying the tasks of Combat Lord finally arrived, downcasted. After they had settled down, Dr. Archer waves an arm for silence, and began speaking. “It brings me delight to see youngsters like you walking through the golden path. The Greatest Scientis