The information was too grand.
So grand that...
The sparkling blue lights all around Noah began converging behind him with purpose that seemed almost comedic in its timing. They gathered and compressed and solidified into shape that had no business existing in this moment of existential revelation.
A chair.
The endless Infinity he now conducted had formed a chair behind him, and Noah fell onto it.
He had to sit down for this!
He genuinely had to sit down for this!
The Four Aspects of the Oldest Paradox of Existence. THE First Tongue. Existence. Chaos. Paradox.
They were the Keys of Civilization!
He had laid a Claim on Mana. On THE First Tongue. He had forged Phonemes and studied Logos and Philology and Archai and built his advancement around the linguistic architecture of Observable Existence. That was his path. That was his foundation. That was what he had believed defined his relationship with Infinity.
But before he did all of that, he had Infinity.
