Chapter 4735: Harvests! IV
He could match the foundation of others, but he was not content in merely doing just that.
THE Creature and THE Primordial Chaos had their own foundations in their own time as they reached heights that only they could reach because of the foundations they had built. They had climbed to peaks that seemed unreachable, had achieved things that seemed impossible, had become synonymous with power itself because of what they had accumulated during their ascent!
But if Noah proceeded to build something that even they had not built before, his own accomplishments and his own glorious weavings of existence would even come to exceed them.
Matching legends was merely the first step.
Surpassing them was the goal!
The Logos and Philologies of The First Tongue all around him vibrated with immensity as they seemed to agree in fervor, the very language of reality resonating with ambitions that it found worthy of acknowledgment!
As he was having such thoughts, the figure of THE Esteemed Whisperer floated over with the other Fundamental Depth Muspeli Lifeform, their forms burning with sandy and linguistic flames respectively as they brought the glorious object that had been at the center of the citadel of flames they had protected for eons beyond counting.
Behind them, the other Muspeli Lifeforms that had been protected and watching the battle from a distance came forward in what could only be described as a procession of ancient entities.
Multiple Intermediate Depth Muspeli Giants whose forms burned with variations of obsidian and gold flame.
Multiple Surface Depth Muspeli Lifeforms whose bodies ranged from towering humanoids to serpentine creatures of pure fire to beings whose shapes defied easy categorization.
They all came forward as if participating in a ceremony that had been rehearsed across eons of waiting.
They looked toward Noah with doubt and analysis, as if they were measuring up the entity that many of them had not thought of before today.
Because what the entity who laid claim to The First Tongue represented was something of major importance to most of these giant lifeforms. Vut only the most powerful ones, the Protectors and their closest advisors, truly understood what such a thing meant for existence itself.
The rest had only basal rudimentary knowledge, simply knowing the legends of figures like THE Creature or THE Primordial Chaos eventually finding their way and claiming aspects of existence before returning to Muspelheim to receive acknowledgment.
So it looked like a procession of ancient beings that were both examining and elevating the brilliance of THE Genesis Monarch, their gazes carrying curiosity and skepticism and hope in equal measure.
Noah smiled calmly and took this all in stride as he looked at the object that THE Esteemed Whisperer was bringing.
And without him even realizing it…
The figure of Galileo and Duke appeared inches away from him with casual ease that spoke of speed beyond normal perception!
The small lifeform that was Galileo continued to look at him up and down as if he was still assessing Noah, those large eyes sparkling with intelligence that belied his fluffy appearance.
Meanwhile, the figure of Duke sniffed Noah with a wet nose that radiated warmth, and then his tongue lapped out in what could only be described as enthusiastic greeting!
The golden dog came forward to nudge him, moving around his body like a neon light of pure excitement, circling and weaving with speed that made tracking his position nearly impossible.
Noah’s hand reached out to pat this dog, but he couldn’t lock onto its position!
Every time his fingers approached where Duke had been, the Muspeli Lifeform had already moved to a different location, his speed truly approaching what Galileo had claimed.
It was only when Duke chose to stop in front of him with shining flaming neon eyes did the golden retriever bring his head forward with tongue lolling and tail wagging.
Noah’s hand finally made contact, his fingers sinking into fur that was simultaneously soft and warm and thrumming with ridiculously pure Mana, and he scratched behind those golden ears as Duke’s tail wagged with even greater intensity.
Galileo watched this interaction with satisfaction.
“He is simple-minded in nature and doesn’t have any complex thoughts apart from being told that in the future, his grand Master would arrive and unlock his true potential.”
His deep voice carried fondness for his longtime companion.
“He is supposed to be the mount of The One Who Laid The Claim, as he was born in the fires of Muspelheim in concentrated Philologies of The First Tongue. His speed is merely the surface of what he could become.”
…!
Oh?
A uniquely mutated simple-minded creature that The One Who Laid Claim to The First Tongue could unlock the full potential of?
Noah noted this down for later as he smiled at the thought of riding on a dog instead of something that one would routinely think of as a mount. It was unconventional, perhaps even absurd, but he had long since stopped caring about convention!
But at this moment, he kept his gaze on the object that THE Esteemed Whisperer brought as around him, the figures of THE Infiniverse, Sigrid, Riya, The First Farmer, and others also gathered nearby with shining eyes.
Surtra came to a stop before Noah, her sandy flames dimming slightly in deference as she raised her hands to present what she had been protecting.
“Genesis Monarch.”
Her voice carried the weight of someone fulfilling a duty that had defined her existence for longer than most civilizations had existed.
“For eons beyond counting, we have protected this Fragment. We have fought and bled and watched our kin fall to keep it from those who would misuse it. THE Living Spirit came for it, as others have come before him, and we held them all at bay.”
Her eyes burned with intensity that made her sandy flames seem cold by comparison.
“We did this because we knew that one day, The One Who Laid The Claim would come.”
She extended her hands, and the object rose from her palms.
“I present to you the Fragment of THE Axiom of Differentiated Tongue. May it serve you as it was always meant to.”
The Fragment floated toward Noah with the inevitability of something returning home after a long journey.
It was a crystalline prism of impossible geometry, its surfaces shifting between states that seemed to exist in multiple dimensions simultaneously. Light bent around it in ways that created halos of linguistic meaning, each angle revealing Phonemes that danced at the edge of comprehension. Its core burned with a flame that was less fire and more pure expression of The First Tongue itself, a concentrated essence of the very language that had defined reality since before differentiation.
When it came to hover before Noah, his entire existence pulsed in resonance!
Every fiber of his being vibrated at frequencies that matched the Fragment’s emanations, as if recognizing something that had always belonged to him and was only now being returned. His blue-gold flames intensified!
The Fragment unveiled itself before him.
|Fragment of THE Axiom of Differentiated Tongue|
|Classification: One of the Absolute Axioms representing the foundational nature of The First Tongue itself|
|Origin: This Fragment embodies the principle that all things in existence can be understood through their linguistic components. Before there was matter or energy or concept, there was language. And language can be broken down into its constituent parts.|
|Core Capability: Phonemic Deconstruction|
|This Fragment allows the wielder to break down anything it comes in contact with into its components of Phonemes, or what their Phonemes would be if they possessed linguistic foundations.|
|Against Declarations and Thesis: Enemy Declarations can be deconstructed into their constituent Phonemes, rendering them ineffective as the linguistic structure that gives them power is systematically dismantled.|
|Against Partial Embodiments: Physical or conceptual manifestations can be analyzed and reduced to their foundational linguistic components, revealing weaknesses and allowing for targeted disruption.|
|Against Ways and Civilizations: The underlying Phonemic structure of any Way can be perceived and potentially restructured, allowing for deep understanding of how others have built their foundations.|
|Secondary Capability: Structural Analysis|
|Beyond combat applications, this Fragment provides unprecedented insight into the architecture of existence itself. The wielder can perceive how Phonemes combine to create meaning, how meaning combines to create authority, and how authority combines to create reality.|
|This analytical capability allows for optimization of one’s own linguistic foundations, identifying inefficiencies and redundancies.|
|Resonance Status: Perfect. This Fragment recognizes you as The One Who Laid The Claim. Its capabilities are fully available to you without restriction. No cost. No limitation. A scary reality as what does this say if THE Creature holds a full Axiom of Existence? Or THE Primordial Chaos holding a full Axiom of Chaos?|
|Note: You now hold Fragments of THE Axiom of Mayhem, THE Axiom of Attrition, and THE Axiom of Differentiated Tongue. Three Fragments from three different Axioms.|
…!
Noah looked at the vibrant details of the Fragment of an Axiom that represented his side of the oldest question in existence, the side of differentiation and language and the building blocks from which all meaning emerged.
His already radiant figure wreathed in blue-gold flames began to pulse with an intense light as he gazed upon this Fragment with understanding blooming in his mind!
When he looked at this Fragment, he felt like he had found an answer to a question he had been carrying for the past two hours.
The streamlining of his existence.
The reduction of redundancy!
The optimization of everything he had built into something more elegant and more powerful!
This Fragment could help him achieve all of it!
4/4 Keep the Magic Castles and Golden Tickets coming!
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