Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4737

Chapter 4737: Compression! II

He felt every atom within him, every weaving, every connection between systems that he had built over the course of his journey. It was as if someone had handed him a complete blueprint of a machine he had been operating by instinct, and now he could finally see exactly how each component connected to every other component.

And more importantly, he could see the inefficiencies.

The redundancies.

The places where streamlining could transform good into perfect.

A moment later, the Fragment in his hand shone as it began to radiate waves of additional information!

|Streamlining Proposals|

|The following are potential optimizations identified through Structural Analysis. They are listed in order of alignment with your existence’s own inclinations.|

|PROPOSAL ONE: PHONEMIC CONVERGENCE|

|Priority: Highest. Your own existence was already pondering this path.|

|Current State: 159 THE Stanchions of Infinity support your infinite nature through overlapping and sometimes redundant functions.|

|Proposed State: Converge all 159 THE Stanchions of Infinity to fit the 27 Core Phonemes of The First Tongue. The 18 original Phonemes and the 9 you designed would each become a pillar of your foundation.|

|Result: Each of the 27 Phonemes would house multiple Stanchions worth of function, compressed and refined into linguistic perfection. Your entire existence would have its foundation encompassing THE First Tongue itself.|

|Significance: This would truly make you The Claimer of THE First Tongue in the most literal sense. Your foundation would BE The First Tongue, and The First Tongue would BE your foundation. They would be inseparable.|

...!

BOOM!

Noah’s eyes remained closed as he absorbed this first proposal, and he felt his existence hum with recognition!

Yes.

This was what he had been sensing since he laid claim to The First Tongue. The Stanchions were scaffolding that had served their purpose, but now they could become something more elegant, more powerful, more fundamentally aligned with what he represented.

Twenty-seven pillars instead of one hundred fifty-nine.

Each one a Phoneme.

Each one irreducible and essential.

His mind turned to the other areas of his power that could benefit from similar treatment, and understanding bloomed with calm ingenuity.

"The Edicts..." he murmured to himself. "They’re decent enough, but... they don’t fully integrate with the Lexical Pillars."

He could see it now with the clarity that the Structural Analysis provided.

The Nine Edicts of Progression guided followers through stages of growth, from Uninitiated to Architect. But the Nine Lexical Pillars and their connection to The First Tongue existed separately.

But...nearly all the THE entities produced in his Civilization was due in some form from him teaching them THE First Tongue.

What if each Edict...corresponded to a Lexical Pillar?

The Spark could potebtially align with the Conceptual Lexicon, the awakening of Mana being fundamentally a conceptual shift in one’s existence. The Reservoir could align with the Megalos Lexicon, expansion of capacity being an expression of tremendous scale. The Weave could align with the Ingenious Lexicon, external expression requiring creative and innovative construction.

He could map each Edict to a Pillar, creating a progression where advancing through the stages of his Way automatically deepened one’s connection to The First Tongue.

"And the Archai..." Noah continued, his mind racing with possibilities.

The Principles of Existence, but now grander as they incorporated his 9 new Phonemes!

|PROPOSAL TWO: EDICT-PILLAR INTEGRATION|

|PROPOSAL THREE: ARCHAI INFUSION|

The Fragment of THE Axiom of Differentiated Tongue had shown him what he could become.

Twenty-seven Phonemes as the pillars of his foundation.

Nine Edicts fused with Nine Lexical Pillars.

The Archai woven into every stage of progression.

Everything streamlined. Everything elegant. Everything uniquely, irreducibly his!

After everything was clear, there wasn’t really much to be done except proceed ahead.

Noah’s eyes blazed with certainty as he spoke words that would reshape his very existence.

"Proceed with all 3 proposals."

BOOM!

His existence buzzed with an unfathomable sense of glory!

Three proposals. Three immense changes. The first one was the major transformation that affected him directly, while the other two clarified the progression of his Way and how his followers could proceed from nothing all the way to THE!

The Fragment in his hand illuminated with an intense light as Noah floated in the skies of Muspelheim, its crystalline surfaces burning with Phonemes that danced at the edge of comprehension.

And then...

THUMP!

The sound of his heart boomed out like a drum and permeated all around Muspelheim, the concentrated waves of The First Tongue buzzing as if even they could sense what was coming!