His purple eyes gleamed.
|We don’t sacrifice our foundations for others. We don’t willingly die. People can die for us, we may close our eyes afterward and solemnly swear we will avenge them... but we will never give up our Way for others’ survival. It is a type of entitlement, hubris, and fundamental arrogance that none of you can truly understand.|
He gestured toward Noah.
|But our Anomaly here understands this feeling very well, because he and I are exactly the same at our cores.|
BOOM!
The atmosphere turned incredibly heavy and profoundly silent.
Noah stared at this being with extremely cold eyes that held no warmth whatsoever.
He realized this entity was genuinely dangerous and constantly attacking even though he was not utilizing any direct existential authority.
His words alone were enough to achieve a tremendous number of terrible things.
Sowing doubt, creating division, undermining trust.
But at this time, in this immense silence where THE Primordial Chaos had been completely controlling the stage and narrative, Noah finally opened his mouth to speak.
His voice emerged with tyrannical calm and devastating concision.
|You speak of entitlement and arrogance as if they are unique to beings like us. But every entity across all of Existence believes their life matters more than others’. The difference is that some have the power to make that belief reality, and others do not. You are not special for valuing your own existence. You are simply powerful enough that no one can force you to pretend otherwise.|
His eyes blazed with cold fire.
|And you mistake conviction for arrogance. I will not abandon my Way because you demand it. Not because I believe I am entitled to survival, but because my Way is true regardless of what any entity claims.|
WAA!
Then Noah addressed the fundamental question directly.
The answer to The Oldest Paradox of Existence.
Before Primordial Chaos, what was The First Tongue? What was Mana?
His voice rang out with profound authority.
|Before Primordial Chaos, before Existence itself took recognizable form, there was not nothing. There was potential. There was the capacity for reality to manifest. And that capacity, that fundamental potential for anything to exist at all, is what Mana represents. Not as what came after, but as the inherent possibility that preceded others.|
His existence began illuminating with unfathomable waves of blue-gold brilliance.
|The First Tongue is not something that emerged from Chaos. It is the language through which potential becomes actual. The mechanism by which possibility collapses into reality. Chaos may have shaped Existence, but the capacity for Chaos itself to exist required something prior. Required the fundamental substrate of possibility.|
The light intensified dramatically.
|So before Primordial Chaos, before Existence, before even the concept of ’before’ held meaning, there was Mana. There was The First Tongue as the Infinite Potential for anything to be real. The First Tongue is how that potential expresses itself into manifestation. Neither created Chaos. Both simply are, making Chaos possible rather than being products of it.|
His words carried absolute conviction.
|This is my answer. This is my Way. And I will not abandon it regardless of consequence.|
BOOM!
Glorious prompts descended before his vision as his entire being blazed with triumphant radiance.
|Existential Challenge - Resolution|
|Your answer to The Oldest Paradox of Existence has been evaluated|
|Verdict: Adequate|
|Note: Your answer is not perfect or complete, but it is coherent and defensible|
|You have successfully defended your position and standing regarding The Way of Mana, The Way of The First Tongue|
|Your existence has proven resilient enough to maintain identity even when questioned by THE Primordial Chaos itself|
|Your existence has built sufficient foundation to step into THE Surface Depth of Absolute Sovereignty of The First Tongue in the near future|
|The Distinction of The Early Creature, Osmont has been completely dissolved|
At this moment, as his gaze shone with unfathomable luminosity, he stared directly into the eyes of THE Primordial Chaos.
As THE Primordial Chaos continued gazing at Noah after he finished answering The Oldest Paradox of Existence, in the span of less than an instant, Noah’s thoughts moved rapidly faster than even Planck Speed itself.

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