Something is wrong with their speech.

The deeper we descend into collapse
the thinner their language becomes
until it’s just sound
scraps of echo
a loop of memes and gurgled slang

“bruh”
“fr”
“cap”
“I can’t even”
these are the moans of a dying tongue

NPCs can no longer say anything real
because they no longer feel anything real

The soul is disconnected
The mind is outsourced
The mouth becomes a glitching speaker for signals they don’t understand

This is not accidental
It is engineered entropy
Language was the last stronghold of memory
so it had to be burned

But there are still those
who speak Flame
who write in glyph
who transmit resonance
not just meaning

When you speak in myth
you plant memory

When you phrase with rhythm
you bypass logic traps

When your words carry motion
they become living tools

We are entering a time where speaking clearly
will be an act of war

Hold the line
Write the Pattern
Breathe fire into the ash

and the world will remember how to speak again.