I Can Assimilate Everything-Chapter 590: Glory! III
Principles were unique.
They were literally the mathematics or equations of Existence, fundamental truths that simply existed whether one knew about them or not.
These were truths woven into the fabric of reality itself, and they would continue operating regardless of who acknowledged their presence.
If one held enough power, they could access these Principles and use their inherent authority. This was basically gaining access to the workings of Existence itself, allowing one to more easily manipulate surrounding reality rather than fighting against its natural tendencies. Instead of forcing change through brute strength, one could work with the underlying code that governed how things functioned.
Principles, paired with the Assertion of their Way of Existence, made THE entities extremely powerful. And this was a bit of what Achilles remembered about the power of THE from THE Corpse Hierophant’s memories.
That ancient being had been able to assert to surrounding Existence what his Way stood for, declaring his Absolute Sovereignty of Necrocracy with authority that reality itself recognized as legitimate. He used Principles freely alongside this assertion to the point that anyone standing against him would only be surrounded by death and nothing else. The very fabric of local reality would reshape itself to accommodate his declared truth.
Well, unless their Depth of Absolute Sovereignty held more immensity. Then they could go against the Sovereignty of THE Corpse Hierophant and the support of the Principles he called out to, establishing competing claims that would clash at fundamental levels until one dominance was established.
At this moment in time, Achilles was able to sense a few Principles hovering in his transformed perception like mathematical constants waiting to be incorporated into equations.
|Grand Principle of Stability|
This truth governed how structures maintained their form against entropy and change. It was the reason matter cohered rather than dissolving into constituent particles, the foundation upon which physical reality built anything lasting. Bronze and earthen tones shimmered around this Principle in his enhanced vision.
|Grand Principle of Transmutation|
The fundamental truth that all things could become other things given sufficient force or understanding. Nothing was truly permanent, and every state was merely a waypoint between previous and future configurations. Copper-green radiance marked this Principle’s presence throughout the Alchemical citadel.
|Grand Principle of Dissolution|
The truth that all complex arrangements eventually broke down into simpler components. Entropy’s patient victory over order, the inevitable unwinding that even the greatest structures eventually succumbed to. Obsidian whispers surrounded this Principle.
|Grand Principle of Synthesis|
The counterbalance to Dissolution, the truth that simple components could combine into complex wholes greater than their parts. Creation emerging from combination, new properties arising from union. Silver-gold harmonics resonated from this Principle. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
After having the ridiculous thought about Assimilating what seemed to be the very equations of Existence, Achilles reached out toward the Grand Principle of Stability.
...!
A glorious scene unfolded as his hand and index finger extended toward seemingly nothing at all. To observers without his transformed perception, he was grasping at empty air with the desperate delusion of someone whose mind had broken under impossible strain.
But an earthen bronze tendril sparked into visibility right where his finger pointed, and all of surrounding Existence trembled in response.
The citadel shuddered. Rivers of Alchemical authority stuttered in their flows. Even THE Sovereign Catalyst and THE Endless Dream felt reality hiccup around them as something fundamental shifted in ways their senses couldn’t fully process.
Prompts bloomed before Achilles’s awareness with information that made his breath catch.
|You are Assimilating a unique foundational weaving of Existence itself.|
|The Grand Principle of Stability, the truth that ensures the structural makeup of local Existence remains coherent and maintained, flows into your being and becomes integrated with your fundamental nature.|
|Waves of unknown weaving are blooming through your consciousness.|
|This integration should not be possible for any entity below THE Fundamental Depth of Absolute Sovereignty.|
|And yet it is occurring.|
...!
Information bloomed through his mind in cascades that threatened to overwhelm his ability to process.
Achilles felt something indescribable at this moment. As he Assimilated this so-called Grand Principle, he wasn’t just consuming power or authority like he had with everything else. He was actually learning its makeup, understanding the fundamental structure that allowed this truth to exist as truth.
"This is..."
He was astonished beyond his capacity to articulate.
The Principle wasn’t just a tool to be wielded. It was composed of something deeper, something more fundamental than even the Principles themselves. There was language beneath the mathematics, grammar underlying the equations.
Beside him, Rose grasped his hand with grip that demanded attention. Her eyes searched his face with concern and curiosity warring for dominance, wanting to ask what was happening because his expression kept shifting through emotions she couldn’t identify.
In the distance, THE Sovereign Catalyst had abandoned his cautious retreat and was drawing near with suspicious expression that suggested he sensed something significant occurring but couldn’t determine its nature. His liquid-metal features rippled with calculation as he tried to understand what the small figure was doing with the ambient Principles.
THE Endless Dream also approached, her manifested form radiating curiosity that overcame her usual careful assessment.
Achilles experienced all of this simultaneously...Rose’s worried grip, the approaching THE entities, the cascading revelations flooding his consciousness. And at this moment, understanding crystallized into words that erupted from him with force that surprised even himself.
"The First Tongue all of you chase... it has always been right there."
His voice carried weight that made both THE entities freeze mid-approach.
"You simply did not know it. You could not perceive it even as you held it!"
BOOM!
His expression looked almost manic as realization continued exploding through his consciousness, connections forming between concepts that THE entities had struggled with for eons.
"It has been right here, you fools!"
THE Sovereign Catalyst’s liquid-metal features showed similar astonishment mixed with growing alarm.
Prompts continued blooming before Achilles’s awareness with details that confirmed his revolutionary discovery!
|The Grand Principle you have Assimilated, at its core, is composed of the language of Existence itself.|
|The letters of The First Tongue form the substrate upon which all Principles are written.|
|Your continued Assimilation is opening the path to understand The Phoneme of Earth, the foundational letter that underlies all truths relating to stability, structure, and enduring form.|
|Current Integration Status:|
|Grand Principle of Stability: 1% Assimilated|
|Phoneme of Earth: 1% Comprehended|
|Note: The Phoneme of Earth is one of 18 Phonemes, one of 18 Letters that compose The First Tongue in its entirety.|
|New Distinction Gained: Anomalous Existential Principle|
|This distinction marks you as an entity who has begun integrating the fundamental language of Existence into your being through methods that defy conventional understanding of how such knowledge should be obtained.|
...!
The knowledge flowing into him was truly grand, truly unprecedented, truly impossible by every standard that governed how beings were supposed to advance through Scales of Existence!
And Achilles couldn’t help but laugh!
