An Extra’s POV

"... And that's why I think he's being honest."
Once Ater was done with his analysis, Rey found himself nearly dumbfounded by the intelligence that his Familiar displayed.
From a psychological analysis of Adrien, to the content of the letter, and the materials, age, and a host of other factors utilized in
his detailed interrogation of the subject matter, it all led to Ater's fine conclusion.
"I see..."
In the end, it was no different from what [Clairvoyance] showed him.
'Should I have just asked Ater from the start rather than use [Clairvoyance]? No... no, this way is better.' Rey told himself.
He had become too reliant on Ater, and that was not a good thing. Plus, if Ater told him something that reinforced what he
already knew to be true, then that meant he could rely on his words.
But what if he never checked? Then how would he know to rely on those words?
... Especially after The Oracle warned him.
'I can understand why she warned me against him, though.' Even discounting Ater's intelligence and raw cunning, there was one
more issue that made him incredibly scary.
[System Error]
~Your Specified Target Is Not Compatible With This Skill~
'... I can't use [Clairvoyance] on Ater.'
Why couldn't he do that? Why could he see Ater's Status Window, but couldn't see his past, future, or present whereabouts and
actions with an SSS Tier Skill?
It made no sense to Rey.
'Should I ask him about it? No... not yet.'
He could already predict how the whole thing would go.

Ater would either feign ignorance—mentioning how his memory was not complete, and how he didn't know the details behind
himself.
Or... he would finally retaliate.
'He's smarter than I am, and there's a possibility that the System Window that I'm seeing right now isn't the correct one.' Rey
carefully told himself, though his calm demeanor projected something else.
'Right now, he appears to be on my side, and he's also very good at his job. I should leave it at that.'
That was Rey's decision.
At least, until Ater slipped up or he found enough information that would prompt him into action.
"Looks like I'll have to start packing then." He smiled at the Familiar, and the latter smiled back.
"You are dismissed."
Ater bowed once again and vanished, causing Rey to leak out a bead of sweat and sigh in relief.
'He makes me so nervous, even though I'm supposed to be stronger than him.'
Rey had become phenomenally stronger than ever, and he was even Ater's Master, yet he still felt this unease anytime he was in
his presence.
'The reason is obvious, isn't it?' He collapsed on his bed, staring at his open Status Window with a stoic expression.
[STATUS WINDOW]
- Name: Rey Skylar.
- Race: Human (Otherworlder)
- Class: Singularity (S-Tier)
- Level: 270 (0.58% EXP)
- Life Force: 13,000 (+13,000)

- Mana Level: 39,000 (+39,000)
- Combat Ability: 21,550 (+21,550)
- Stat Points: 57,900
- Skills (Exclusive): [Doppel]
- Skills (Non-Exclusive): [Merger]. [Perfect Calm].[Sacrifice]. [Symbiosis]. [Consume]. [Perfect Mimicry]. [Domain Of Man]
- Alignment: Neutral Good
[Additional Information]
You have done the impossible and stand at the precipice of power. As such, you now possess the interest of this World.
[End Of Information]
[ALL SKILLS]
{Original Skills}
Doppel (SSS-Tier)
Merger (S-Tier)
Perfect Calm (S-Tier)
Sacrifice (S-Tier)
Symbiosis (S-Tier)
Consume (S-Tier)
Perfect Mimicry (S-Tier)
Domain Of Man (S-Tier)
{Doppel Skills}

[SSS-Tier]
Clairvoyance (Active)
{Total: 1}
[SS-Tier]
Divine Weapon Creation (Active)
Perfect Divine Magic (Active)
Divine Power Ascension (Active)
Perfect Divine Ray (Active)
Divine Magic Supremacy (Passive)
Perfect Domain Of The Divine (Active)
Perfect Divine Defense (Active)
Perfect Divine Regeneration (Passive)
Perfect Divine Appraisal (Active)
Perfect Divine Martial Supremacy (Passive)
Perfect Divine Growth (Passive)
Perfect Divine Form (Passive)
Perfect Divine Adaptability (Passive)
Unbreakable (Passive)
Wish Fulfillment (Active)
Divine Magic Interference (Active)

Tempora (Active)
Divine Persona (Active)
Perfect Wish Fulfillment (Active)
It Is Written (Active)
{Total: 20}
[S-Tier]
Absolute Myriad Breath (Active)
Absolute Energy Pulse (Active)
Absolute Mass Stun (Active)
Absolute Mana Recovery (Passive)
Absolute Intuition (Passive)
Absolute Cry (Active)
Absolute Comprehension (Passive)
Perfect Reflection (Active)
Absolute Illusory Allure (Active)
Absolute Executioner (Active)
Perfect Decorum (Active)
Perfect Collapse (Active)
Symbiosis (Passive)
Consume (Active)

Perfect Mimicry (Active)
Equip Limit Break (Passive)
Deep Anticipation (Active)
Command Code (Active)
Pinocchio (Active)
Status Interference (Active)
Idle Gamble (Active)
Perfect Veil (Active)
Last One Standing (Passive)
{Total: 23}
[A-Tier]
Fertility Inducement (Active)
Miasma Aura (Active)
Nature Affinity (Passive)
Venom (Active)
Perfect Float (Active)
Inventory (Active)
Mind Touch (Active)
Link (Passive)
Where Evil Lurks (Passive)

Banishment (Active)
Full Comprehension (Passive)
Collapse (Active)
Grand Darkness (Active)
Grand Luck (Passive)
{Total: 14}
[Active Skills: 40]
[Passive Skills: 18]
[Total Skills: 58]
[END OF INFORMATION]
A lot had changed since he left the Land Of The Elves, especially in terms of his Skills and Stats.
'[Idle Gamble] really comes in handy here.'
The Skill allowed him to passively earn Stat Points by staking Stat Points—sort of like investment.
The more unused Stat Points he had, the higher the increase.
'After sacrificing the Skills I wouldn't be using, I had a little over 50,000 Stats. To think I've gotten so much already. It's crazy...'
By his estimates, Rey had to let go of over twenty decent Skills due to their overlap with his current Skills.
If he counted the other miscellaneous Skills he received from the Elves before his departure, there had to be tons of them—over
a hundred in all honesty.
Those were the things that propped up his Stat Points to such a degree.
'I have to leave them there, though... at least until I really need them.'
Even while looking at such big numbers and remembering just where he started from, Rey couldn't help but be unimpressed.

Despite becoming so powerful, nothing much had changed regarding his standing in the world.
He had enemies he couldn't yet defeat, and he had many worries that threatened to drown him.
He had allies he couldn't fully trust, and limitations to his freedom.
Closing his eyes, he murmured to himself before going to sleep.
"How much stronger do I need to get before it gets easier?"