Chapter 4740: Seals! III

The Seal bloomed into existence above his palm, and the moment it manifested, Galileo and Surtra were pushed back in astonishment as waves of pressure erupted from its mere presence!

Duke whimpered slightly before sitting in the air with eyes of veneration, the golden retriever’s tail tucked as he recognized something far beyond his current comprehension.

The Seal itself was circular in form, perhaps three meters in diameter, and it burned with countless intricate blue-gold lines that wove patterns of impossible complexity across its surface. The lines and strokes within seemingly gave meaning to the Phoneme of Infinity while also containing within them the pillars of his foundation that had been absorbed into this singular expression.

Where one line ended, another began without interruption.

Where one pattern seemed to reach completion, it folded back into itself and continued forever.

The very act of looking at this Seal conveyed the concept it represented, boundlessness made visible, endlessness given form, infinity compressed into something that could actually be perceived by minds that were not built to comprehend such things.

And within those infinite patterns, Noah could sense the Stanchions that now resided here. All of them compressed and refined and made more powerful through their merger into this singular Seal.

The radiant Seal of Infinity spun above him with slow majesty, and he understood that he could do many things with it. He could use it to attack, unleashing the full weight of infinity upon enemies who would be crushed beneath concepts they could not comprehend. He could use it to defend, wrapping himself in boundlessness that could not be breached. He could make Declarations or Thesis constructs through it, speaking words of infinity that would carry weight no normal Declaration could match.

But what struck him most was how heavy the Seal felt as it exerted pressure all around that was stifling!

Space itself creaked beneath the Seal’s presence, reality groaning as if it were saying with exhausted desperation: bro, you’re fucking heavy!

The obsidian flames of Muspelheim bent away from the Seal as if afraid to touch it. The air compressed into visible distortions. Even the other Fundamental Depth entities present had to brace themselves against the weight that radiated from this single expression of Noah’s foundation.

As Noah analyzed this Seal with eyes that burned with understanding...

|Harvest Threshold Achieved|

|With the establishment of your foundation integrated ever so closer with THE First Tongue, a new source of Infinite Potential has become accessible.|

|30% of The Infinite Potential generated by the usage of The First Tongue across existence, both in the present and the past, has begun to be harvested by the Arche of Perpetual Harvest.|

|Not a single drop of potential will be unaccounted for.|

|Every being that speaks a Phoneme. Every Declaration that invokes The First Tongue. Every Thesis that draws upon linguistic authority. 30% of the potential generated by these actions now flows to you as The One Who Laid The Claim.|

|As control over The First Tongue continues to be cemented and your Depth rises evermore, all 100% of The Infinite Potential of the Usage of The First Tongue will be yours.|

|Contextual Assessment:|

|Because THE Creature, THE Living Paradox, and THE Primordial Chaos likely actively enjoy the harvest of their own claims, consider what they receive:|

|THE Creature harvests from all those existing and moving across existence. Everything that lives, everything that moves, everything that simply IS contributes to his power.|

|THE Living Paradox harvests from all paradoxical actions or existences. Every contradiction, every impossibility made real, every truth that should not be true feeds his authority.|

|THE Primordial Chaos harvests from everything chaotic and filled with disorder. Which is fucking everything, because entropy touches all things eventually.|

|It is maddening to realize how powerful they are and how many boons they have been enjoying for eons as you get closer to them.|

|You’re gonna need to do a lot to get close to them, big guy.|

...!

Ruination continued to have fun with her prompts as Noah felt an influx of Infinite Potential gush down into his existence!

It filled his Formless Depth even more, pouring into the 27 Seals and making them burn brighter, making them grow heavier, making his weight continue to become even more imposing with each passing moment.

The Depth of his Civilization skipped past THE Surface Depth and settled far into Intermediate Depth as his personal Weight spilled toward Fundamental Depth!

It was a fucking glorious thing!

As he felt all of this, as he basked in the sensation of power flooding into him from sources that would never run dry...

"This..."

Galileo’s voice emerged with shining eyes of interest and wonder as he looked at the Seal spinning above Noah’s palm. His large ears were fully erect, his whiskers twitching with excitement that his Fundamental Depth perception could not fully contain.

"This feels without a doubt to be a Phoneme of The First Tongue, and yet it does not match any of the Phonemes of The First Tongue that I know!"

His fluffy form practically vibrated with scholarly curiosity as he floated closer, Duke padding through the air beside him with ears perked forward.

"Fire, Water, Earth, Air, Void, Light, Darkness, Life, Death, Time, Space, Order, Chaos, Unity, Division, Beginning, Ending, Paradox. These are the 18 Phonemes. This is not any of them!"

...!

His words were grand as toward this observation, Noah looked at the ancient Muspeli Lifeform with calm tyranny burning in his gaze.

"This is just one of the 9 new Phonemes I have recently designed."

His voice carried weight that matched the Seal spinning above him.

"The First Tongue is no longer just made up of 18 Phonemes."

...!

The words caused an immense silence to descend across the burning skies of Muspelheim.

Galileo looked at him with widening eyes that seemed to grow larger with each passing moment, his fluffy features frozen in an expression of absolute disbelief.

Surtra trembled in the distance, her sandy flames flickering erratically!

The other Fundamental Depth Muspeli Lifeform beside her went still as stone.

The Intermediate Depth giants who had been watching from a respectful distance felt their flames gutter and surge as understanding began to dawn.

The Surface Depth Muspeli Lifeforms looked at each other with expressions that ranged from confusion to dawning horror to something that might have been fervor.

In the next moment, all the Muspeli Lifeforms played his words in their minds again and again, parsing them for any possible misinterpretation, searching for any way that they could have misunderstood what THE Genesis Monarch had just claimed.

But there was no misunderstanding.

He forged new letters of The First Tongue.

The First Tongue, which had existed since before differentiation. The First Tongue, which had been complete and perfect and unchanging for eons beyond counting. The First Tongue, which the Muspeli Lifeforms had dedicated their entire existence to protecting and preserving.

He had added to it.

What the fuck!?

THUNK!

Galileo’s knees hit a metaphorical floor in the skies of Muspelheim as he knelt toward Noah, Duke immediately following suit by lowering his golden body into a bow!

THUNK!

Surtra descended to her knees with sandy flames billowing around her in patterns of absolute submission!

THUNK! THUNK! THUNK!

The other Muspeli Lifeforms followed, Fundamental and Intermediate and Surface Depth alike, all of them kneeling in the burning air as the full weight of what they had just learned settled upon their ancient consciousnesses!

He forged new letters of The First Tongue!

The moment this was affirmed, all that they knew was undeniable!

He was not merely The One Who Laid The Claim. He was not merely the leader of Muspelheim by right of linguistic authority. He was someone who had done what no entity in all of existence had ever done before!

He had expanded the very language that reality was written in!

So at this moment, the Muspeli Lifeforms knelt toward THE Genesis Monarch with reverence!

Noah looked at this scene calmly, taking in the sight of ancient beings kneeling themselves before him, and he was about to tell them to stop this, when...

|URGENT NOTIFICATION|

|With the establishment of your foundation integrated ever so closer with THE First Tongue, capabilities that were impossible before are becoming possible now.|

|Through your integrated connection, The First Tongue senses across the murkiness of the Wastes of THE Fallout.|

|The Wastes are filled with chaotic energies that prevent communication absolutely. No signal should pass through. No awareness should penetrate. And yet...|

|The First Tongue senses the potential collapse of pillars of your Civilization.|

|Little information has been obtained due to your current Depth and Weight pitted against the Absolute rejection of communications and weavings across existence. The murkiness resists. The chaos interferes. But fragments have emerged.|

|Information Obtained:|

|Ul’moreth and Lumivara face the weavings of an entity identified as Gilgamesh.|

|At this time, signs of an Absolute identified as THE Weavers have made their descent.|

|These pillars of your Civilization are in peril and face a high chance of cessation and collapse.|

|It is unknown where they are.|

|It is unknown if this is slightly in the past, ongoing present, or future.|

|The murkiness obscures temporal positioning as thoroughly as it obscures spatial location.|

|What is known: They need help. And you cannot currently reach them.|

...!

Noah’s expression became heavy as his eyes pulsed with immensity that erupted from him in waves he could not fully control!

Multiple THE Surface Depth Muspeli Lifeforms fainted from this accidental eruption of his tyrannical pressure, their ancient forms slumping in the air as their consciousnesses simply could not withstand the weight of his sudden surge!

Ul’moreth.

Lumivara!

His hands clenched into fists as blue-gold flames erupted around him with intensity that made even the Fundamental Depth entities present flinch, and the Seal of Infinity spinning above him pulsed with his weight as twenty-seven Seals resonated!

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