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.

L became C(50 became 100).

The numerals shifted and changed with increasing rapidity as the Logoseion’s assessment systems struggled to quantify what had just been contributed! Each new Phoneme represented value beyond normal parameters! Each addition to The First Tongue exceeded anything the Merit system had been designed to reward!

The Glossarians had their eyes locked onto the Phonemes floating in the air gloriously. Nine new letters of the oldest language. Nine additions to what had been considered complete and unchangeable since before Observable Existence took its current form.

Only now did the voice of the Logoseion echo out.

But it was filled with an immense sense of heaviness and grandeur that had not been present before.

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

The words resonated through every corner of the chamber.

"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."

A pause that seemed to stretch into eternity.

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

The plasma sea churned with agitation.

"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."

Noah’s toga pulsed again.

C became CC.

CC became CCC.

The numbers continued climbing toward heights that would soon breach the threshold of Lochagos entirely.

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

The voice grew heavier.

More serious.

More profound.

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

HUUM!

The voice was booming and serious!

As if it had to ascertain something that was unfathomably grand!

Only a single entity would be able to do something as ridiculous as expand the language of Existence. Only one being in all of reality held the authority to add new letters to The First Tongue itself.

So at this moment, these entities that had studied The First Tongue for all their lives had to ask...

Was he HIM?!

Was this newcomer, this Hoplite who had arrived mere moments ago with zero Merit...

Was he The One Who Laid The Claim?!

Noah looked at these ancient entities of variable power.

He could sense more and more Polemarchs and their auras arriving from the distance, drawn by disturbances in the linguistic fabric that they could feel even from miles away. They were converging on the Logoseion with speed that spoke of desperate need to understand what was happening.

He raised his head imperiously.

"I am HIM."

The words landed like hammers upon the foundations of everything.

"And as of today, the newborn Phonemes of The First Tongue shall be released for usage and integration across Observable Existence."

His eyes swept across every face present.

"Learn of them. Utilize them. And witness glory."

His voice rose with the weight of absolute decree.

"Witness immensity!"

BOOM!

His declaration was heavy and grand at the same time!

It began like so.

A simple set of words that were only a Declaration.

But what they stood for and consisted of was far too grand!

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