An Extra’s POV

"God is strong. Humans are weak. Angels are somewhere in-between."

As Claudius heard these words, he shuddered in ignorance.

"No matter how powerful a human tries to become, sacrificing all he can to attain strength, it will all fall under the allocated strength he is allowed to possess." Ater's words echoed coldly in the night.

"Ultimately, it will fall under weakness."

"S-so… all my attempts at strength… were in vain…?"

"Maybe it had some worth against fellow humans, but your luck ran out when you faced me. You see, I know I'm not weak… because I'm not human."

'N-not… human?' Claudius' eyes widened as he heard this deep revelation.

"I can take on whatever shape I want, while also possessing the abilities of those whose form I take. In essence…"

A flash of light sparked around Ater, and his form came into light as he crouched so he could somewhat be on the same level as Claudius.

The latter's eyes bulged as he looked at his reflection—the miserable old man he had become.

"… I can become you."

Ater had transformed into Claudius in every sense of the word, and upon seeing this, the old man felt his heart ache.

He truly… had sacrificed everything for nothing.

"I can also use all your abilities. There are a few limitations placed on my power, but that's how it works in simple terms."

Ater rose to his feet, transforming back into the handsome man he once was.

"You're… invincible…" Claudius croaked.

With such a power, Ater was at least in the realm of the Absolute.

There was no doubt about it in Claudius' mind.

"Am I really? Perhaps in some worlds, that would ring true. Even in this world, maybe…" Ater smirked, shaking his head as he circled around the despairing one.

"However, there exist beings who far transcend my current state."

"T-the Dragons…?"

"Yeah. I'll admit that there exist some that I can't beat right now. But all of it is only a matter of time."

"T-then—!"

"However, there is one that I couldn't possibly hope to beat no matter the passage of time."

Claudius could only make a guess at this point, but he muttered a response.

"Your… Master?"

"Precisely!"

couldn't see Ater's face, but the way his eyes narrowed and

had more questions, and so he didn't hesitate to ask

nothing left

is your

can do exactly what I can do and so much more." Ater's amused

only made Claudius all the more

simply transform into

"…"

that one of

there was silence

Then—

limitation prevents me from turning into anyone with a higher Class than

was no tone of

the opposite,

can normally use all the Skills in my target's Arsenal—though if it is higher than my Class, then the effects will

one exception:

lost, once

humans, the highest realm that existed was

to be any realm above that, then perhaps

of

was this Primeval Tier that Ater spoke

within that Primeval Skill, and I can't access it. Isn't it amazing?!" Ater's melancholy quickly turned into

cackled in delight and drowned in the pleasure of

can never touch—a realm I

to the earlier definition Ater had given down, it

to Master… I

understand—at least to an extent—why he had played with everyone

really worth

and his Master… the humans of this world were really

his face fell. 'I

power wasn't something one had to sacrifice everything to

It was a mandate.

you even… a Necromancer?" Claudius

so I can use the Chaos Art of Ancient MajiK.

"I… I see…"

Skill to summon the Undead in my stockpile, but that's about it. I doubt I'll be permitted to use any advanced Ancient MajiK here…

"I… see…"

of everyone present, you were the most entertaining. At the very least, you managed to feed my pleasures for a while. You

react towards

could only respond as

"You're welcome."

a moment, there was a lull in the

will happen to me now?" He asked with a

didn't seem like the kind of man who would show the likes of him any

I already made sure you would die and come back to me as

as soon as

"W-when…?"