They walked through darkness for close to half an hour before things changed. It started with the ground beneath them. Soft loamy soil gave way to hard rock, which in turn became cold metal, and finally, strips of light began to appear.The light was strange, though. It formed hieroglyphs in a language Arthur had never seen before, and while illuminated and clearly visible, the glowing hieroglyphs failed to provide light to anything beyond their dimensions. The darkness remained impenetrable, only now, it had floating text accompanying it.“It’s called Omniscript,” Iris said softly. “Named after the fact that all creatures, even those races that have no concept of language and communication, can understand it.”“Really?” Arthur asked, confused, “Because I have no idea what it says.”Iris chuckled. “Just because everyone can understand Omniscript, it doesn’t mean everyone does. You still need to learn it.”“Well, I think the names are a little grandiose then,” Arthur said. “A real perfect language would be understood by everyone regardless of whether or not they’d studied it.”Iris chuckled. “We have spells that help with understanding mundane languages. Omniscript is truly special. For one, it cannot be taught. You have to study it yourself, and while resources exist to help, learning Omniscript is impossibly difficult. Two people can read the exact same line of text and get two vastly different meanings, and yet neither of them will be wrong. The most famous text of Omniscript has been translated 32 times, producing 29 legendary skills and 3 mythical. All that from a single page no bigger than two handspans.”“How's any of that possible? More importantly, how do I get the skill that lets me read it?”Iris shook her head, her waist-length hair tickling his hand. “No one has a skill to read Omniscript. I suspect if it did exist, it would be beyond Transcendent, the very (...)