THE Primordial Paradox took another sip.
"And even now, they remain desperate to do so. Erwin was never the first to attempt taking my Claim from ."
His smile returned as it was thin and knowing.
"He was only the one who managed to succeed. Even though he is nowhere near the most powerful among those who tried."
He set his glass down on the crystalline table.
"And that glimr of Paradox within him, that capacity to achieve the impossible through thodology rather than raw power... that is at least what made him worthy of attempting this."
His gaze turned over to Noah, shifting from the approaching threats to more imdiate concerns.
"Oh, by the way."
His tone beca businesslike.
"As big a fan as I am of continuum paradoxes, what I am attempting would have to be very covert. Others cannot really know about the one who helped ."
He studied Noah with eyes that saw more than surface appearances.
"Could you alter yourself or change your identity a little bit? This way, your Weavings can be kept a secret across ti."
...!
THE Primordial Paradox actually suggested such a thing.
Noah looked at him while continuing to consu the items laid out on this brilliant table. Another crystal. Another fruit. Another sip of liquid that tasted like finality given form.
He knew that his distinction as the Clair of The First Tongue was a heavy one.
When he didn’t have sufficient power, it could also bring endless trouble. And the matter right now was a sensitive one. He was trying to grasp more knowledge of the past to understand how to defeat an enemy in the future. If his presence here beca known, if his identity was discovered across ti...
The complications would be imnse.
His existence shone with decision.
His visage began to alter and change.
His figure beca wider and taller, expanding from his normal form into sothing more imposing. Shimring blue-gold wings erupted from his back, spreading wide with feathers that seed to be made of crystallized language itself.
Above his head, a crown ford.
But not the crown of 27 Seals that normally accompanied his authority.
This crown looked like a stack of books burning with the light of only 18 Phones of The First Tongue. The 18 Core Phones that were known at this point in ti, before the additional 9 he had forged.
Overall, he looked like a small titanic entity surrounded by what many at this ti still knew The First Tongue to be. Powerful. Knowledgeable. But limited to the linguistic understanding of this era rather than the expanded mastery of the future.
THE Primordial Paradox looked at this scene and nodded slowly.
"Your distinction is reined in for the most part."
His voice held approval, but also caution.
"But if others at the level of THE Creature or Chaos take a good look at you, they would still be able to discern the truth."
He tapped his fingers against the arm of his throne.
"So here is just a little assistance from . To mask what you are, you would have to impose another identity upon yourself. Since it will be impossible not to display your brilliance with The First Tongue, you could be soone who is very proficient in it."
His obsidian eyes twinkled.
"Let see... how do you like the title of THE Tongue Whisperer?"
BOOM!
As he said such words, THE Primordial Paradox tapped out with one finger.
Waves of Absolute Imnsity surged from him, wrapping around Noah with authority that far exceeded anything he ca across recently. But the intent was not hostile. The power was not attacking!
The waves coalesced into a physical object that materialized in front of Noah.
A dallion.
Obsidian-gold tal ford into the shape of a river flowing into itself, an endless loop of current that had no beginning and no end. The paradox of a river that was its own source and its own destination, perfectly captured in tal that held Absolute authority within every atom.
|Artifact Analysis|
|Classification: Absolute Artifact|
|Designation: The dallion of Infinite Current|
|Function: Veils the signature of one’s power to only be discerned as an Absolute known as THE Tongue Whisperer|
|Creator: THE Primordial Paradox|
|This artifact imposes a false identity at the Absolute level of authority|
|While wearing it, your true distinction will be completely masked|
|Others will perceive you as THE Tongue Whisperer, an Absolute of unknown origin with mastery over The First Tongue|
...!
Noah looked at this dallion in his hands with shining eyes.
THE Tongue Whisperer.
He had heard that na before!
When he last visited Ginnungagap, nas had been ntioned as he moved with Ul’moreth. THE Creature. THE Primordial Paradox. THE Living Paradox. THE Secretive Eon.
And among them, spoken with the sa weight and reverence...
THE Tongue Whisperer.
After that Temporal Traversal, he had never co across anything else relating to THE Tongue Whisperer. It was as if the entity had simply vanished from history, leaving behind nothing but a na whispered in the oldest places of Existence.
He had wondered, briefly, who THE Tongue Whisperer had been and whether he would et them like he ca across THE Secretive Eon in the future!
And now...
Now he was looking at a dallion that would make him THE Tongue Whisperer.
He was the fucking Tongue Whisperer?
The mysterious Absolute ntioned alongside the greatest beings in Observable Existence during the early stages of THE Infinite Unfurling?
Oh!
The closed temporal loop revealed another layer of its complexity!
Ti.
It was so fucking ssy.
Noah placed the dallion around his neck, and the mont the obsidian-gold tal touched his chest, he felt his identity shift. His aura changed. His signature transford. The weight of THE Genesis Monarch, Clair of The First Tongue, one of THE Four...
All of it beca sothing else.
THE Tongue Whisperer.
An Absolute of unknown origin and master of The First Tongue in ways that defied easy explanation.
THE Primordial Paradox smiled as he observed the transformation complete itself.
"Much better."
His voice held satisfaction.
"Now then, THE Tongue Whisperer..."
The approaching auras of two enemy Absolutes grew stronger, closer, more imdiate.
"Let swat a few gnats away and even teach a lesson. I can be considered a Senior among THE Four so I can always be a little kinder to our Youngest of THE Four. Do you know about Apophasis?"
...!
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