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The northern end of the island.
"She is something else, Vïér man, something else..."
Two individuals sat on the periphery of the island, looking down at the bottomless space present under their feet.
One was focused on the birds present in this area, the birds that were flying around and under them, while the other was focused on the grass under their feet, playing with it with a happy smile on her attractive face.
"Oh? Even an old hag like you is complimenting her? That's a rare sight indeed."
"Call me that again and you will have to use your artificial wings to get back up here."
She clicked her tongue at the elf and shook her head with an uninterested face.
She knew there was no way for them to have any kind of normal chat so, she at least had to endure this much if she wanted the information of his student from this pointy eared bastard.
"Haaa... she endured all that twice. Until the end, and went as far as doing more than necessary."
There was no need for that and still she did all that despite the pain.
The kind of mental and physical tolerance she showed was already amazing but there was more to her performance than just that.
"She already started assimilating with my Origin power... well, actually, what she's doing isn't really assimilating either."
Her one statement piqued the interest of the elf that was only interested in the birds and nature until now.
"What? What kind of nonsense is that...?"
She had used the power of her unique origin skill to make the difficulty of the whole trial more difficult.
There was also the protection of her skills, but there were mostly difficulties that she was creating using her unique origin skills.
And still, not only did she continue on with everything she had, she also unintentionally started denying the existence of her origin skill and used her own powers to endure and handle what was happening with her.
She learned what her skill was doing and she tried replicating the same effects with her own skills and though they were not as effective as they have to be to come anywhere close to her powers, she actually did something no one else had managed to do until now.
"I'm telling the truth, as you can tell already...
Her talent is quite something.
It's not something similar to the talents of the ones we call geniuses. The geniuses would be us.
She, on the other hand, does not follow the outlines of the geniuses that we know."
She told him how despite possessing the talent to do something, she did not use it or accept it.
There was a simple solution before her, she just had to rely on her talent and let her skills do the thing.
There was no way to stop the origin skills and the unique skills that one naturally possessed anyway so, she certainly had the option to take the easy way.
But she chose the more difficult way and went ahead with something that was not exactly easy or simple.
She endured the hardships, relied solely on her mental fortitude and stubbornly went against the natural factors blocking her from reaching her desired end.
"Hmm? What. How can he have something that he still cannot wield? In the first place, how did he survive the integration process with that weapon?"
She was confused at the moment since she knew the basic nature of all the primordial weapons.
They were no simple objects or artifacts or relics. They were effective equipment forged by the ancient gods, the original progenitors of all races, the first creations of Nature.
Few of them still remained in this world, and there were most certainly not many on their planet.
There were only six known wielders of this special kind of weapon, and even among them, those possessing an original soul armament was fewer.
Still, every single one of these weapon welders were extremely powerful people.
They possessed strength incomparable to most other beings in this world.
Some were looked after by the gods, while some were masters who looked down on the high ranking demons of their own kind.
They knew about those who possessed these weapons well, and they knew what kind of destruction those who have mastered these weapons could bring upon this world.
"The two of them were the only people that had gone beyond the limits of mortality from this era so they earned the right to wield their armaments.
He, on the other hand, is still a child with nearly no accomplishments.
If even someone like you could not get chosen by a primordial weapon, how could he, a child with little influence and limited powers, could possess something so great?
Especially something he could not even use?"
She was confused.
So much so that she sat down on the ground beside him and looked away in the sky like he was.
"I know this information might sound conflicting..." he replied to her silence, a grim expression present on his face.
"Perhaps he is special, perhaps someone very powerful somehow helped him, or perhaps it was just something that was meant to be this way.
We don't know the reason... and we might never know it either."
Axion Heliox Kromet had many secrets.
The existence of his unique weapon residing inside him, the existence of his special companion, the existence of his unique skill that aided him in his everyday life, the existence of many other things that he possessed.
His past, his experiences of that hellish forest was only known by a few individuals.
He did not tell much about his master to anyone else, not even his fiancée.
The only Person that knew all there was to know about him, was his sister Zoe. And he wished for it to remain that way.
Though...
"He is one unique guy as well, I'd say."
He was impressed by him and he was envious of him.
But, above all else, he was excited.
This was his student they were talking about, so as his teacher, there was no way he could not be excited.