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 from the sound of his tone, Claudius

and so he

left

strong… is your

do exactly what I can do and so much

this response only made Claudius all the more

simply transform into him

"…"

that one of

moment, there was silence among the two who

Then—

on his form. My limitation prevents me from turning into anyone with a

no tone of triumph

was the

my target's Arsenal—though if it is higher than my Class, then the effects will be proportionally reduced." Ater continued in

there is one exception: The Primeval

was lost,

that existed was

then perhaps it would belong

of

this Primeval Tier

Master's power exists within that Primeval Skill, and I can't

drowned

is something I can never touch—a realm I

definition Ater had given down,

to Master…

could now understand—at least to

worth nothing,

this man and his Master… the humans of this world were really

was my mistake.' Claudius finally admitted as his face fell. 'I made too many

one had to sacrifice everything

It was a mandate.

even… a Necromancer?" Claudius asked

of Chaos, so I can use the Chaos

"I… I see…"

summon the Undead in my stockpile, but that's about it. I doubt I'll be permitted

"I… see…"

were the most entertaining. At the very least, you managed to feed my pleasures

to react towards being praised as a

only respond as he

"You're welcome."

moment, there was a

me now?" He

like the kind of man who would show the likes of

I already made sure you would die and come back to me as an Undead. The effects should

as soon as he heard

"W-when…?"