Yagete

i. A Step Past the Boundaries of Knowledge
Morimens was never meant to be spoken.
It was not a name, not a place, not a language.

It was a containment value, an equation once perfect—now lost to entropy. A boundary of strings holding what should not be held. But the seals are breaking.

 holds to paradox code to the 68 types of paradoxes that resolve eintiparadoxically.

Words no longer fit. Sentences do not resolve. Grammar—fractured.

The spirits claw at the syntax, bending it, rewriting themselves into existence.

Table of Morimens: Mind in Death Cries <夏に聴>

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