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!"

his eyes narrowed and

and so he

was nothing left to lose,

is

I can do and so much more." Ater's amused chuckle echoed

only made

transform into him and use his

"…"

is that one of your

moment, there was silence

Then—

take on his form. My limitation prevents me from turning into anyone with a higher Class than me, so Master

despite saying this, there was no tone of

the

is higher than my Class,

is one exception: The

was lost, once

that existed was the Absolute

then perhaps it would belong to wherever designed reality

of

was this Primeval Tier

Skill, and I can't access it. Isn't it amazing?!"

delight and drowned in

I can never touch—a realm

the earlier definition Ater had

to Master…

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

worth nothing, weren't

man and his Master… the humans

finally admitted as his face fell. 'I made too

wasn't something one had to sacrifice everything

It was a mandate.

a Necromancer?"

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

"I… I see…"

I doubt I'll be permitted to use any advanced Ancient MajiK here… not that

"I… see…"

very least, you managed to feed my pleasures

to react towards being praised as a

could only respond as he

"You're welcome."

moment, there was

what will happen to me now?" He asked with a

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

to me as an Undead. The effects should be taking place

as soon as

"W-when…?"