Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

"Map?" The Nether Queen looked at him in confusion. Never in her dreams did she think that a god like himself would get lost, 'Why not use the skies?'

But then again, he was niether an elf nor a beastfolk. So maybe he was a god from another Region? As for how was it possible to cross Regions, when the world was heavily restricting them, she did not know.

All she knew was that, within this whole boundless world, even a lesser deity might not be able to destroy a region. The influence of the world would not allow that.

"Yes, of this region. Thank you in advance." Enigma did not want to explain himself, not because of embarrassment, but because he had no explaination to begin with.

He hurriedly left and went to an open space outside the main building. The Nether Queen looked on as he left and chuckled to herself, 'What an adorable child. Unfortunately, you were born a few hundred years late.'

"...."

That day, everyone got learn of the new position of Enigma. The Patron God of the Nether Elves. That was what he and the Nether Queen, who "coerced" him to call him aunty, came up with after a hard day of debating.

His stay was for two years, and before then, his mission was to train the four lesser deities into highly professional combatants. Not only them, he was to also help the half deities as well as the other Nether Elves.

As for his current reward, he was given privilege below that of the Queen. It was supposed to be above the Queen, but he fought hard to be below her. Why? Because that way, his impression on the other elves won't be scarred.

If he was above the Queen herself, then wasn't he just dominating them? A clan which was matriarchal, suddenly a visitor was given the position above the Queen, while the Queen fawned on him, what would you think as a citizen.

Exactly. Whatever you're thinking is correct.

Anyway, they would feel like things were forced or that he was here to conquer them. Whilst, all little Enigma wanted was followers.

As it was still the pre-trials, Mythical believers did not yet exist. The highest population a true god has as off now was less than 500, let alone a Mythical one, that needed 10 000 believer slots and one god to be considered one.

Unless if said person has 1 000 slots and ten gods, the rules could be bended by quite a bit and the population will be considered Mythical. This only applied until the pre-trials were over, four years from now, where everyone got their first promotion and the mission board was opened.

Unfortunately, he saw no way of attaining that, anytime soon.

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Sitting on top of a lone tree within the forest, Enigma called up his system and saw the skills he currently had. He promised himself not to get new ones unless he mastered the current ones he had.

And he was planning on keeping that promise. "By the way, the Extra Skills are judged as mundane skills right? They can evolve to Unique skills right?"

"Yes"

Enigma thought about it, then scratched his head in confusion. "Some of the skills I have could contend with Unique skills, but why are they not Unique skills yet?"

"They are, I just didn't show it"

"...."

'Aren't you being too useless here?' But before he could say anything more, the system projected a transparent screen of light containing his Extra Skills within.

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Skills(9): All-Seeing White Eye(Unique), Copy-Wheel Red Eye(Unique), Samsara Eye(Unique), Karmic Seal(Unique), Wishful Thoughts(Unique), Evolutionary Governance(Unique), Divine Body Reconstruction(Unique), Self-Body Creation(Unique), Reiatsu Control(Unique), All-Killing Bones(Unique)

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"I change my mind, until all my Subsidiary Skills are Unique, I will not learn new ones." This was a wise move he had suddenly thought off, especially considering that Unique skills are rare to come by.

Unfortunately, if possible, it would be a bit too... broken. Yes, that was probably impossible. So he was only daydreaming right now.

"...."

• • • • •

Middle Realm, West Cardinal

Green Continent, World Forest Region

Twelve weeks went by in a flash, summer switched for autumn, and summer heat was replaced with the autumn breeze.

Within a small settlement deep within the World Forest, around the Northern hemisphere, one boy stood before six beautiful ladies and one handsome young man.

The fastest of them all was Sion, she had a tall slim physique with close to zero muscles, a perfect figure with small curves and a small chest. But that did not only make her appeal even greater, it made it easy for her to release her full potential.

Sear was the sneakeat among them. She had a short and slim physique, with an abundant chest and moderate curves, along with a hint of baby fat in her cheeks. If Sion was silent but fast, then Sear was ruthless and sneaky.

Sara was the smartest, or rather cunning compared to the others. She had an abundant chest, large curves and a large rear as well. Thus, resulting into her being burdened by her body, and becoming lazy.

She was good at Magic, a few arts, and was trying to delve into Sorcery and Witchcraft. She opted to stay behind and be the support instead of running around like Sear and Sion.

Her personality was languid and carefree, so carefree that, she usually makes obscene jokes around her sisters. And they did not like, nor dislike those jokes.

Soquel, was the last among the four lesser deities. She had a tall body, slim physique, average curves, a moderate chest and a moderate rear. Her personality was also, well, considered insane compared to the others.

She was good with geography, and thus was the goddess of earth around this hemisphere. Sara was the goddess of abundance, Sear was the goddess of shadows and Sion was the goddess of light and archery.

Sou, demigoddess of sounds. Silico, demigoddess of strength. Balin, demigod of swords, also known as the sole male nether deity, and the prince of nether elves.

Despite their flashy titles as gods and demigods, none of them had the aura of a deity right now, let alone that of a genuine Deity. They were sprawled all around Enigma, either groaning in pain or unconscious. Including the recent add ups among the crew.

"...I guess that's that for today, good work guys. Tomorrow, we'll be going without supernatural powers once again." Enigma said with a smile, massaging his wrist.

"Urgh..."

"Come on..."

"Why...?"

"Just... kill us... already."

"...."

Enigma ignored their complaints and sat down before them. Yes, this was considered bullying, especially for him, who has mastered almost every form of hand-to-hand combat techniques to nigh-perfection.

Even without supernatural powers, just his Taekwando or Boxing, was enough to give a deity like Nia, the Nether Queen, trouble. Let alone the other forms of hand-to-hand combat techniques he knows.

During these three months, he tried mixing up the techniques together to bring about a fluent battle style. Hit, and don't get hit. Every strike must be fluent, swift and unpredictable. And most importantly, it was either break or cripple your opponents. No mercy.

Of course, he would not cripple his own... disciples, so he put that one aside for now. But still, four deities and three half deities, a total of seven deities failed to make him break a sweat even when they ganged up on him.

'I'm really strong huh?' He thought as he looked at his own hands, three months of mortal combat, no supernatural powers, divinity or the likes, there's bound to be some progress right.

"...."

Enigma stood up and stretched his limbs. Sou, who was exhausted set up and looked up at him, "What are you up to ma...mas...master?" Her cheeks were tinged red as she was not used to that word.

And saying it to a handsome man, was not something she ever imagined herself doing. She was born within a matriarchal society after all.

"If it makes you so uncomfortable, call me teacher or just Enigma? As for your question, I'm going to practice my elements. I wanna try out some magic." Enigma took off his white robe and neatly put it aside.

He wore a plain white shirt underneath, so he did not feel any embarrassment at all. But his fit figure could still be seen. He had muscles, but they not prominent or bulky.

His silver hair was tied into a long pony tail that reached all the way to his knees, his perfect physique was still visible even under the shirt, causing the two young girls to look away.

Even the bold ones could not bare the sudden urge to jump him and ravage him. And this was when he tried so hard to seal his own charm, he wondered if Louise had the same trouble as him.