Chapter 4587: A Dissolution III
Chapter 4587: A Dissolution III
The knowledge had integrated too perfectly. His existence understood these letters at a fundamental level.
So he looked directly at the primeval titan and smiled with an expression mixing gratitude and determination.
|Let me surprise you just a little bit,| he said with a voice carrying quiet confidence.
The moment he spoke such words, THE Primeval Titan instantly understood what Noah was about to attempt.
The eyes of this hairy being shone with terrifying obsidian gold light as comprehension dawned. He did not offer any additional guidance or warning after he saw the absolute light of confidence blazing in Noah’s eyes.
Sometimes, a teacher knew when to simply watch and allow a student to prove themselves.
Noah closed his eyes and began.
Fire.
The first Phoneme activated internally with familiar comfort, blue gold flames coursing through every nerve, synapse, cell, and organ before converging in THE Organ of Civilization.
Water.
The second Phoneme flowed like liquid silver blue through his existence, following the same pathways as Fire but with completely different character. It adapted to every structure it encountered, flowing and persistent.
Earth.
Solid bronze radiance reinforced his entire being, providing stability and endurance. His bones felt denser, his foundation more unshakable.
Air.
Pale green light scattered through his body like wind through leaves, touching everything without grasping, pervasive and free.
Void.
Deep obsidian darkness that was potential opened spaces within his existence he had not known could exist, making room for further growth.
Light.
Brilliant white gold illumination revealed every component of his being to itself, creating awareness and clarity throughout his entire structure.
Darkness.
Shadowy indigo concealment balanced the Light, preserving mystery and maintaining the unknown aspects of his existence.
Life.
Vibrant emerald energy pulsed through him with organic rhythm, encouraging growth and increasing complexity in all his systems.
Death.
Somber gray force followed Life, not destroying but rather preparing for renewal, clearing space for transformation.
Time.
Crystalline purple waves established proper sequence and causality within his existence, ensuring all processes occurred in correct order.
Space.
Shimmering stellar azure created proper distance and dimension within his being, allowing different aspects to exist in their own territories.
Order.
Geometric white platinum patterns established consistency and structure, creating frameworks for all other Phonemes to operate within.
Chaos.
Prismatic explosions of randomness broke patterns strategically, ensuring his existence remained capable of genuine novelty.
Unity.
Golden threads connected every disparate part of his being into harmonious whole without destroying individual identity.
Division.
Silver fractures created necessary separation and distinction, allowing complexity to emerge from unified simplicity.
Beginning.
Bright yellow dawn energy initiated new processes throughout his existence, creating fresh potential everywhere it touched.
Ending.
Deep violet dusk force concluded old patterns gracefully, allowing them to reach fulfillment before dissolution.
Paradox.
Finally, the eighteenth and most dangerous Phoneme. Reality-breaking crimson and black energy that violated logic yet existed perfectly within him, allowing contradictions to coexist without resolution!
His figure shone with multicolored radiance as all eighteen Phonemes activated simultaneously within his existence. The flow of each one briefly coursed across every component of his being in sequence, creating a symphony of power!
Then they all converged in THE Organ of Civilization as their final destination.
The moment all eighteen Core Phonemes activated and fortified his existence simultaneously, something fundamental shifted.
BOOM!
New prompts erupted before his vision with reality-altering significance.
|Foundation Evolution Achieved|
|You have begun forging THE Foundation of The First Tongue.|
|This is a foundation that has no predetermined end or completion point.|
|Your own existence will be the sole decider of when this Foundation reaches a state you consider complete.|
|This Foundation can be continuously reinforced indefinitely.|
|Every single aspect of your Civilization will rise in direct proportion to the development of THE Organ of Civilization and THE Foundation of The First Tongue|
|All Walls, Spires, Principles, Authorities, everything will scale with Foundation growth.|
Noah felt a terrifying sensation flooding through his existence that had been fortified by all eighteen Phonemes of The First Tongue coursing through him.
He could not fully explain what he was experiencing with words. He just felt unfathomably immense, as if his mere presence carried weight that could reshape reality around him.
In the next moment, his heart beat in a way it had never beaten before.
Not just a physical contraction of cardiac muscle, but something far more profound. A pulse that resonated through every layer of his existence simultaneously.
A new prompt bloomed before his vision immediately after that unprecedented heartbeat.
|Lineage Emergence Initiated|
|Purified by The First Tongue, your heart has initiated the emergence of your own unique lineage that does not stem from the source of another.|
|The Distinction of The Early Creature, Osmont is being systematically broken down and undergoing Dissolution.|
|Your heart seeks the emergence of your lineage directly from The First Tongue itself.|
...!
Noah’s eyes opened slowly, blazing with multicolored radiance that reflected all eighteen Phonemes burning within him.
Ul’moreth stood before him in absolute silence, his obsidian gold light pulsing with what could only be described as profound shock mixed with satisfaction!
Oh!
The progression was a heavy one to contemplate.
Early Creature.
A lineage many feared and looked up to from The Earliest Folds that came after The Infinite Unfurling. A distinction of tremendous power and authority.
And something stemming directly from THE Creature himself.
It had been something grand to possess because none of those who might have contested his claim were in existence when Noah obtained it, apart from those entities on the other side of the veil who were entirely Dead.
The power that had come with The Early Creature lineage was genuinely magnificent. The methodologies of the early creatures, the Glyphs they relied on for their techniques, the Astral Arcana Codexes containing concentrated knowledge, Haki as a manifestation of willpower, and the Early Veiled Shores as domains of power were all things of utter wonder to have inherited.
He had taken many things from what represented an early creature and elevated them beyond their original forms through his own innovations and advancements.
But at the end of the day, even if he was The Early Creature in name while simultaneously not being an actual early creature, he was still fundamentally taking from the musings and weavings of THE Creature himself.
One of the terrifying existences that was actively seeking to impose their power and vision across all of Existence.
When Noah thought about this being, and even about THE Living Paradox or THE Secretive Eon or THE Primordial Chaos, he could not help but wonder just how terrifyingly advanced they were in their mastery of The First Tongue.
How much they had refined their existences with not just the eighteen letters that he had only now learned, but with complete words constructed from those letters and perhaps even full sentences formed from complex grammatical structures, all practiced and perfected over countless millions of years.
The thought alone of the accumulated power such beings possessed might have been enough to make lesser minds tremble with despair at the impossible gap.
But for him? It was merely a challenge to overcome!
Because none of them, not even THE Creature himself, had The First Tongue itself as their fundamental Way of Existence.
They used it as a tool, however masterfully. He was becoming it!