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!"

see Ater's face, but the way his eyes narrowed and from the sound

and so he didn't hesitate to ask

nothing left to lose, after

strong… is

what I can do

this response only made

you not simply transform into

"…"

one of your

moment, there was silence among the two who

Then—

form. My limitation prevents me from turning into anyone

despite saying this, there was no tone of

was the opposite,

if it is higher than my Class, then the

is one exception: The Primeval

was lost, once

highest realm that existed was the Absolute

be any realm above that, then perhaps it would belong to

sort of

Primeval Tier that Ater

exists within that Primeval Skill, and I can't access

drowned in the

can never touch—a realm I won't ever

the earlier definition Ater had given down, it only

Master…

looked at Ater, he could now understand—at least to an extent—why he had

really worth nothing, weren't

his Master… the humans of

finally admitted as his face fell. 'I made too many assumptions from

something one

It was a mandate.

even… a Necromancer?" Claudius asked

Chaos Art of Ancient MajiK. The Hollow Technique is simply

"I… I see…"

the Undead in my stockpile, but that's about it. I doubt

"I… see…"

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

know how to react towards being praised

only respond as

"You're welcome."

moment, there was a lull in

to me now?" He asked with a

be spared. Ater didn't seem like the kind of man who would show

would die and come back to

soon as he

"W-when…?"