Twin Reincarnation: Epics Of The Worldline

[Lucy's POV: ]

The maxed level of [Grade-4] skills are usually called Divine skills, and after some really powerful Zero skills, they were the most powerful abilities one could have in this Worldline.

That much we knew clearly.

Then, what was a divine 'series' skill?

Was there a series of some particular divine skills like the ones we just got that could be considered so special that they have to be categorized entirely independently?

"They are only known among a few of us, however, the divine 'series' skills or as some of us call them, the [Ultimate skills] a peculiar kind of skills stored in the runestones like the ones you have just got. 

And, according to some stories, they are very different from any kind of skills in the great Worldline."

"Ultimate skills…?"

"What kinda stories?"

El knew the ins and outs of this world like no other while I had explored this world more than anyone else, and still, neither of us had heard anything about these ultimate skills. At least not the ones that were called ultimate skills by the beings on the headmaster's level.

[ "What the hell is he talking about? Why don't we know about these things? And wait, I know for sure anything like that did not exist in the game at the very least. I would have known otherwise since it is a skill we are talking about." ]

[ "Well, El… you did not know about the runestones even though they were something that existed there. 

Let's just accept this world is different in many ways and there are things that would be new to us. And let's learn about them however much we can." ]

That was the only way we would become better at what we were doing right now.

"So…"

The headmaster looked at us with a more serious look, then he glanced beside us at Saint Grandalff, and after seeing the smile on his face, he shook his head.

He did not like how this person was present here in the first place and there was a distinct expression on his face that wanted him to leave… However, the mister beside me showed no interest in following his nonverbal request.

"Haaaa… must you stay here and listen to our trivial talk, master Grandalff? Do you not have much pressing matters you have to attend to? Matters like the ones related to the capital's branch?"

"Oh, those things can wait, master Gray. This is more fun."

The headmaster was annoyed. Like, really annoyed.

But the one before him was no normal person. 

There were only a handful like this specific person in the entire Worldline. And however annoying he may be, technically, at this moment, he was also the representative of the association and the Adventurer at the end of the day. 

Even he had no authority to stop them from listening to this whole conversation.

"Alright then…"

The headmaster shook his head at him once again with a frustrated expression and returned to his previous serious expression while looking at us.

"The Ultimate Skills."

el grabbed my hand since even she was feeling anxious about this entire thing.

She didn't like having no knowledge about something as well as hearing someone think about the things that she knew absolutely nothing about.

She didn't like it when the new information was being revealed to her that she could have used in certain situations previously. 

And this habit of her not liking something was cute in my opinion.

"A long, long time ago… even before the creation of the great mother, there existed an Ancient civilization, as you might have already known. And this-"

"Wait, headmaster. Are you going to tell us a long ass story or something? And is listening to all of it really any important?"

Also, she didn't like it when someone went into a story mode before her. 

She was a storyteller. Not someone who would listen to someone else's monologue-like story that might not really even mean much at the end.

and personally, I didn't like it when she did something like this and disturbed someone just when they were about to tell something new and perhaps fun.

It ruins the whole mood.

"It is important. So I would appreciate it if you do not interrupt me anymore."

"Oh? Alright."

He was already annoyed by Saint Grandalff and she was failing the flames by doing that on purpose… she wanted drama even at this moment. Haaa.

"As I was saying… there existed an ancient civilization that was said to be the ones to create the Worldline by some ungrateful bastards who knew nothing about the lives that Mother had provided them.

And according to them, these people of ancient civilization, before 'creating' mother, scattered many of the artifacts of their civilization all across the space that was present at that time, the same spaces that have become different parts of the Worldline.

And among the things that they scattered all across the world, there were certain unique 'skills' sealed inside these special runestones… skills that are one of a kind, and nothing like any other skill, unique skill, or divine skill present in the Worldline."

[ "Should I tell him to get to the point? We know this shit already, don't we?" ]

[ "Shut up and just listen, El. I know you are having fun teasing him but he is already frustrated and something might happen if you do something again." ]

[ "But we should at least test what happens, hehe. It's fun seeing him like this." ]

[ "I beg of you, ma'am. Please don't." ]

[ "Hehe." ]

This certainly was no time to joke around.

He was telling us something improvement and I would have listened to all he had to say if this was the game without pressing skip a hundred times like she would have.

I liked hearing these things, and she was distracting me right now.

"Have you ever heard about it ▼▼▼?"

"Hmmm?!"

"What?! Why are you bringing up that name?!"

"Looks like you have heard that name. Then it will be a little easier for you to understand why these 'Ultimate' skills are so unique, special, and unfathomably dangerous."

Headmaster called out a certain name that we… I could never forget even if I wanted to.

Never.

"▼▼▼ is someone who coincidentally found a runestone that contained a skill called [Wrath] in the early days of lower lifeform's existence.

None of us knew exactly what exactly that skill was or how much it could shake the entire world from the core at the moment and that person continued living, and fulfilling the conditions to acquire the skill within that runestone…

Oh, on a side note, every single one of these skills have a unique acquisition condition that varies between every single one that is 'chosen' by these skills."

He was talking about wrath, and I was feeling exactly that emotion when thinking about that fucking bastard…

He was the reason my master could never make it past 'that' point. And I hated that fucking son of a bitch to my core for what he always did to her.

[ "It's alright Lucy. It is alright." ]

El knew exactly how I was feeling, and the headmaster could also guess the kind of emotion I was experiencing at the moment. However, he knew nothing about why I was feeling this emotion right now. And he did not ask anything about it either.

"He acquired the skill, achieved many unique achievements in his own world, and when he had amassed enough authority and was ready to ascend to the higher plains, he started a series of events that ultimately led to the tragedy we now recognize as [First Partition]. 

And then, with one tragedy after another, before he vanished from the face of the Worldline, he fought the elder 'Sword'.

And barely managed to escape with an existential threat."

Elder Sword was the 36th offspring of the Worldline and one of the most powerful beings in this Worldline. And if that fucking bastard was injured by him, then it was understandable why master said 'he is not as powerful as he once used to be' at that time…

'He was weakened and still, he managed to kill her. Just how fucked up stronger was he?!'

That fucking bastard!

'Ughhhhhh!'

"I do not know how or why you would have any kind of connection to that person for you to be in that kind of state, but I want you to understand the skill he possessed, [Wrath], was what we call Ultimate skills or the Divine series skills…"

"I see."

It explains it all.

The reason he killed her. The reason he was after her. The reason that damn cunt was so unfairly powerful.

If he also had an absurd skill like that, it was understandable how he was able to do what he did in all those turns.

That snake bastard.

"We were only able to learn about these skills much later when Elder Sword came across one such runestone. 

And, since the runestone did not stay with him for longer than a few moments, we confirmed that the skill itself chooses its potential masters."

He stopped for a moment, and looked at us one more time with his serious gaze and then, stood up from his seat.

"At the moment, nine of these ultimate skills have been found, including yours. Three of them belong to the [Outcasts] like that person and aside from the two you have, the only two that elder Adventurer had found after aeons of his relentless search of the Wordleline, the rest are in capable hands."

He turned around and looked outside the only window of his office, a distinct worry present in his voice.

"These skills choose their potential masters and if not stored in unique spaces, they vanish out of existence, and become untreatable."

He sighed deeply, and looked back at us, with not a stoic face, but one clouded in worry.

"You have come to possess these skills and I believe you have no intention of becoming one of those bastards who care nothing about this world, and the Worldline…

You could use that power for good, like the other four are doing…

So, I want you to do your very best to obtain those skills. And ask for anything that you would need my assistance with. I will help as long as it is within my authority.

…I don't want to see another tragedy if possible."

It was not in his nature to use that kind of words or make that kind of sad expression. The Headmaster we knew would never behave like this until and unless he truly feels like it.

'And it was obvious he was being sincere at the moment.'

This topic related to the Ultimate skills was much deeper, and complicated than we had expected.

So much so that even my ever-chatty El had fallen into a deep thought process…