Walking down the road, I find the signs are misaligned. When I pass the second twenty eight for the fourth time in a row, They finally correct it.

I existed before names. I have no edges, no weight, no sound. I cannot be touched, yet I shape decisions.I live in both chaos and clarity.The more you have of me, the less you need me.What am I?

I multiply without birth, feeding on form. My presence ensures every calm finds its storm. The more I gather, the less remains whole. I am time's true current, taking its toll.

Fit for kings, two dimensional war. You can find me at the store. Soldiers in passing on front lines. This game really tests your mind

I split water by day and wash you at night. I symbolize great change, as much as a flight. Three points have I, when looking at math, but in Greek I speak, like warming a bath.