From the Codex of Edik, the First Writing of Nomos
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In the beginning, there was only Order.
And Order was not born, nor made, nor found.
It was the breath of all that is, the pillar of all that will be.
Nomos spoke, and the world was.
Nomos willed, and the seas took their places.
Nomos decreed, and the stars obeyed their paths without error.
For Nomos is not a god among gods. Nomos is Law itself, unbending, eternal, without rival.
To live is to walk the path laid by Nomos. To die is to return to the decree of Nomos.
All things have measure, and all measures return to Him.
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And so the people lived without fear. No prophecy failed, no truth faltered, no death missed its mark. The kings of men ruled as they were destined, and the Guardians of Order stood watch, each bound to their station.
• Time flowed forward, never bent nor broken. • The body returned to dust, and dust never rose again.
• What was true could not become false, and what was false could not be true.
This was the perfection of the cosmos: a chain without weakness, a circle without break.
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"Blessed is the world," said the Prophets,
"for Nomos reigns.
The Law does not err.
The Law does not fall.
The Law is Absolute."
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And so it was written in the Codex of Edik:
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As long as Nomos holds, the world shall never tremble.
For He is the First and the Last,
The Unbroken Word,
The Law That Never Breaks.
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Yet within the silence of eternity, a whisper grew.
It was not a cry of rebellion, nor a shout of war.
It was a single breath, a question born where no question should exist.
And with that breath, the first crack was made.