Noah looked at the complex Philology floating in his mind with amazement!
All eighteen Core Phonemes arranged into three Logos forming a complete sentence.
|What initiates in emptiness contains all possibilities without distinction until differentiation imposes form upon formlessness.|
It felt so seamless and so easy as...
He raised his hand and began to inscribe the Philology in the space before him.
His fingers moved with practiced grace as blue-gold light followed their path.
Beginning, Void, Unity, Paradox...
The Phonemes manifested one after another with increasing ease.
Chaos, Life, Death, Fire, Water, Earth, Air...
And then something remarkable just like before happened!
The inscription became shockingly easy.
Not because the Philology was simple - it was devastatingly complex.
But because Undifferentiated Mana was just
...his Mana.
This entire Genesis Principle wss just his Mana.
The fundamental potential that preceded all specialization.
