Many significant entities across Existence had sensed that sothing had changed regarding The First Tongue when Noah had initially designed the nine brand new Phones. They had felt disturbances in the linguistic fabric. They had perceived alterations to sothing that should have been immutable.
But they did not know exactly what.
At this mont, 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 imnsity and grandeur!
It perated across THE Agora of Primordial Judgnt!
It spread even further, reaching toward the boundaries of this Corrupted Domain!
It grew from a Declaration... and went toward an Embodint!
Well, partial.
A power that only a special subset of beings held across Existence!
It burned brightly to beco... another Partial Embodint that Noah had uttered!
The First Tongue had been altered!
And at this ti, 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 mont, if one could envision an endless sea of obsidian-gold Paradox and an endless sea of multicolored Existence clashing... they would see the eting of an unstoppable force going against an immovable object!
Two fundantal 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 seed 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 ti...
A subtle change blood!
Sothing 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 imnsity 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 mont, his barely discernible face frowned.
He sensed sothing.
The Phones 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 anings that had not existed monts 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 fundantal 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 perated across Existence.
Even here, in the periphery of Paradox’s domain, language existed. Even here, Phones carried aning. Even here, the oldest authority maintained its presence.
At this ti, 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..."
His frown deepened.
"Tyranny... Fortune... Advantage..."
Each Phone he nad seed to pulse with recognition of being observed by sothing at his level.
"Narrative... Harvest... Hunger... Potential..."
The Paradoxical seas around him seethed with agitation!
Nine new Phones!
Nine additions to The First Tongue!
Nine changes to sothing that had remained unchanged since he himself had laid his own Claim!
This was a change.
And change could be good.
Change could be bad.
Or in this case... change simply complicated things!
THE Living Paradox gazed out from his domain of absolute contradiction. He didn’t even look toward the distant multicolored sea of Existence that he had been fighting against in multiple different fronts across Observable Existence.
He gazed out toward the far distance.
Toward where THE Weavers had reported discovering Osmont before information from them beca cut off. Toward the last known location of his instrunts before silence had descended. Toward where sothing was clearly happening that demanded his attention.
He thought about many things.
The Scale Breaker who had claid The First Tongue.
The anomaly who had forged new Phones.
The variable who kept introducing unpredictability into carefully laid plans.
And then... he smiled.
It was not a pleasant expression.
It was the smile of soone who saw opportunity in apparent setback.
"Change is change."
His voice echoed across the Paradoxical seas with authority that made contradictions multiply!
"Change to The First Tongue is a change with wide-ranging consequences."
His obsidian-gold eyes burned with the light of sothing that had existed since before differentiation itself.
"I was waiting for this unpredictability. I was waiting for the Paradox of change to the language that cannot be changed."
His smile widened.
"Every utilization will now aid you. Every ti soone uses your precious new Phones, you will gain from it. This is your trap."
He laughed.
The sound made reality itself flinch.
"But I can pay the cost, Osmont."
His voice carried across distances that defied conventional asurent.
"I can pay it."
BOOM!
With such words, change was ushered across Observable Existence!
This ti enacted by another one of THE Four!
THE Living Paradox acknowledged the alteration to The First Tongue. He accepted that his own usage of Infinity, Quintessence, Tyranny, and the others would now feed the one who had created them.
And he was willing to pay that price.
Because whatever advantage Osmont gained from harvesting usage of his Phones...
THE Living Paradox was confident it would not be enough.
Not nearly enough.
The Paradox of paying taxes to your enemy while still crushing them... that was a contradiction he could embrace!
And across Observable Existence, the change began fully spreading all around!
A man had imposed a tax.
And he wanted to be paid!
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