Many significant entities across Existence had sensed that something had changed regarding The First Tongue when Noah had initially designed the nine brand new Phonemes. They had felt disturbances in the linguistic fabric. They had perceived alterations to something that should have been immutable.
But they did not know exactly what.
At this moment, the one who designed what was new allowed for it to be fully spread out!
And it was only after he was ready to tax everyone on it!
So this Declaration, even though it was simple in nature, began to grow in immensity and grandeur!
It permeated across THE Agora of Primordial Judgment!
It spread even further, reaching toward the boundaries of this Corrupted Domain!
It grew from a Declaration... and went toward an Embodiment!
Well, partial.
A power that only a special subset of beings held across Existence!
It burned brightly to become... another Partial Embodiment that Noah had uttered!
The First Tongue had been altered!
And at this time, THE Genesis Monarch made it available to all!
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Across Observable Existence.
Countless things were tainted and corrupted, but the musings of Paradox and Existence continued clashing like always.
At this moment, if one could envision an endless sea of obsidian-gold Paradox and an endless sea of multicolored Existence clashing... they would see the meeting of an unstoppable force going against an immovable object!
Two fundamental approaches to reality engaged in eternal conflict!
Two of THE Four locked in struggle that had defined the shape of everything since before differentiation!
Everything seemed to be at a balance in these endlessly roiling seas of conflict.
Paradox pushed against Existence.
Existence pushed back against Paradox.
Neither gained ground.
Neither lost it.
An equilibrium maintained across fronts that spanned Observable Existence itself.
And yet at this time...
A subtle change bloomed!
Something that affected both!
At the center of the endlessly twisting sea of Paradox, the visage of THE Living Paradox could be observed.
All around him, unfathomable waves of immensity seethed! Obsidian-gold light that contradicted itself with every fluctuation! Authority so profound that reality simply stopped trying to make sense in his presence!
And at this moment, his barely discernible face frowned.
He sensed something.
The Phonemes of The First Tongue that existed in the periphery of this place buzzed with new energy. They vibrated with alterations that should have been impossible. They carried meanings that had not existed moments before.
He turned his attention toward them.
And yes, they were in the periphery.
Because gloriously, for gigaparsecs around THE Living Paradox, there was only Paradox.
Around him, Existence was not made up of substrates and particles that everyone knew. There were no conventional building blocks of reality. There was only Paradox! Absolute Paradox! A domain where contradiction was the fundamental law and impossibility was the default state! No First Tongue. No Chaos. No Existence. Only...PARADOX!
But Existence was still Existence.
And The First Tongue permeated across Existence.
Even here, in the periphery of Paradox’s domain, language existed. Even here, Phonemes carried meaning. Even here, the oldest authority maintained its presence.
At this time, he sensed the alteration in The First Tongue.
A new makeup freely unveiled itself!
The perceptive eyes of THE Living Paradox were grand as he very quickly saw through everything. He saw new musings of The First Tongue freely express themselves as they were...
"Infinity..."
He listed the first one, tasting the concept as it manifested before his perception.
"Quintessence..."
"Tyranny... Fortune... Advantage..."
"Narrative... Harvest... Hunger... Potential..."


"Change is change."
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