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!"

way his eyes narrowed and from the sound

questions, and so he didn't hesitate to ask

was nothing left to lose, after

strong… is

what I can do

response only made Claudius all

into him and

"…"

one of

was silence

Then—

prevents me from turning into anyone with a higher Class than me, so

no tone of triumph

was the

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

one exception: The Primeval

was lost,

realm that existed was the Absolute one—meant for

to be any realm above that, then perhaps it would

of

what was this Primeval Tier that

Master's power exists within that Primeval Skill, and I can't access it. Isn't it amazing?!" Ater's

drowned

I can never touch—a

the earlier definition Ater had given down, it only meant one

Master… I am

least to an

worth nothing,

his Master… the humans of this world were really nothing but

admitted as his face fell. 'I made

true power wasn't something one had to sacrifice everything to

It was a mandate.

a Necromancer?" Claudius asked in

of Chaos, so I can use the Chaos Art of Ancient MajiK. The Hollow Technique is simply one of those

"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

"I… see…"

you were the most entertaining. At the very least, you managed

how to react towards being

could only respond as he

"You're welcome."

was a

happen to me now?" He asked with a bitter

seem like the kind of man who would show the likes

would die and come back to me as an Undead. The effects should be

widened as soon

"W-when…?"