Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4767

Chapter 4767: Change! I

"Existence contains the flow of fortune. The currents of luck that determine outcomes beyond mere skill. This is Fortune."

Another Phoneme joined the growing constellation!

"Existence contains the constant seeking of advantage. The drive to be better positioned than any opponent. That is Advantage."

BOOM!

The Phoneme burned with competitive radiance!

"Existence contains stories. The power of narrative to shape reality through the tales we tell."

"Narrative."

This Phoneme seemed to whisper of possibilities yet to be written!

"Existence contains the gathering of rewards. The collection of what has been earned through effort and victory. That can only be Harvest."

The Phoneme pulsed with acquisitive energy that made Noah’s own foundations resonate!

"Existence contains the endless desire for more. The drive that pushes beings to consume and grow without limit."

"Hunger."

This Phoneme burned with appetite that made several observers unconsciously step back!

"And Existence contains the seeds of what could be. The unrealized possibilities waiting to bloom into actuality. That is Potential."

The final Phoneme joined its siblings, burning with promise that spoke of futures yet to unfold!

In the end, 9 radiant Phonemes nobody here had seen before floated vibrantly above the plasma sea!

Infinity! Quintessence! Tyranny! Fortune! Advantage! Narrative! Harvest! Hunger! Potential!

Nine new letters of The First Tongue!

Nine additions to a language that had been considered complete since before differentiation!

Noah looked at his creations with the satisfaction of a craftsman displaying his finest work.

"This... is my contribution to The First Tongue."

His voice carried across the utterly silent Logoseion.

"9 Phonemes that will give rise to countless more Logos and Philologies. 9 letters to complete the language."

BOOM!

As the Glossarians observed the 9 Phonemes, absolutely nobody could say a single word!

Their eyes only reflected these letters!

It was as if their entire lives, they had only known of numbers one through nine.

And now, they were learning that ten and eleven and twelve and thirteen and fourteen and fifteen and sixteen and seventeen and eighteen existed!

Their understanding of The First Tongue had just been fundamentally, irrevocably expanded!

And the one who had done this...

THE Genesis Monarch...

Stood before them with zero expression of pride or arrogance.

Only the calm certainty of one who knew exactly what he was worth.

Oh!

Everything was eerily quiet.

As if nobody even knew how to proceed.

The Logoseion itself seemed to question the reality of what had just occurred. That booming voice that had presided over countless debates across eons of existence was also stumped. The plasma sea below churned with uncertain energy. The Phonemes floating above cast their radiance upon faces frozen in expressions of incomprehension.

And then...

Noah’s toga pulsed.

The number of Merit Points displayed upon his chest began to jump by the dozens every moment!

V became X(5 became 10).

X became XX.

XX became L.

"In Existence, there are none who can add on to something unchanged since Observable Existence came to be."

"The First Tongue has remained constant across eons beyond counting. Civilizations have risen and fallen. Absolutes have emerged and collapsed. Reality itself has been reshaped countless times."

"And through all of that, The First Tongue remained the same. 18 Phonemes. No more. No less."

"On this day, a contribution has been made to THE Agora of Primordial Judgment that exceeds all parameters. The maximum number of Merits Glossarians can give are being granted to THE Genesis Monarch."

"As a show of recognition of this unfathomable accomplishment, and speaking on behalf of all those here..."

"THE Genesis Monarch is asked... are you HIM?"

HUUM!

The voice was booming and serious! 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

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