Rem must admit the Daybreak’s construction went moderately quicker than expected. Hikma certainly agreed given his elate happiness upon reorganizing their books in the brand new library. The fact the carpenter didn’t ask too many questions about the massive bookshelves purchases was the credit to everyone's mood. Now the library looked less post-vacated home and more book café.

With the library and training room entered grand completion, the next on the chopping block was the medical bay. Satholia—who was pretty much everyone's unofficial mom—oversaw the construction herself.

[Cytortia, arrange the wire like this and don’t forget the magnetic field’s operation circuit. Our room-size MRI machine will spell disaster if we can’t control the field. And Luxinna, please don’t lean on the healing tank, we haven’t riveted it to the floor yet.]

Luxinna immediately stepped away from the delicate medical instrument.

“So, what am I doing here?” Luxinna asked. “I think I should join Rem and Hikma who is getting their new weapon made by Melody.”

[Oh, I am getting there. Cytortia, is the projector ready yet?]

“Yes, I am connecting it,” Cytortia, wearing her lab-coat like an MD, switched on the screen.

Luxinna watched the screen flickered on. On the screen was Luxinna wearing the creation of her more savage True Magic — the armor with golden nodes and heavily enclosed textile trimmed with golden glass.

[Recognize that?]

“The armor I used to beat PALISADE”

Cytortia put on a glass and explained the analysis.

“Yes, Satholia and I officially nickname it the Berserker Armor,” Cytortia nodded. “Magnolia’s report and my observation during your battle are conclusive. This is the most advance armor you ever created. It effortlessly overpowered Melody, proving that it could smash average S-rank.”

Luxinna laughed sheepishly.

“Cy, I don’t know how to use it.”

“Yeah, I know,” Cytortia agreed. “If you do, you would turn PALISADE into a scrap without Rem needing to show up. Luckily, Satholia can fill us on the detail.”

[Thank you, dear,] Satholia took over the explanation. [The Berserker armor is created as an instinctive response from [Bioglass] to best optimize your potential. Luxinna, your main problem is your power came with a tradeoff. [Override] taxed your body. [Overflow] rendered you reliant on prediction. The Berserker Armor fused the two abilities together to create the perfect solution.]

Cytortia began explaining.

“[Bioglass] turned your static glass into a cellular organism. This essentially made the armor alive. The [Serene Glass] coating and plating behaved like an exoskeleton, while the [Bioglass]-fiber functioned like an extra muscle that could pay the cost of [Override] for you. Just wearing the armor increases your physical ability by several degrees with almost no cost to yourself. Even better, the armor possesses a micro sensor and specializes [Bioglass] tissue, behaving as an extra neural network capable of back-to-back calculation. It monitors the designated space, observing any variables that could interfere with the calculation. Properly operating this option means you can build several attack plans, accounting everything that could go wrong as you move. This armor is pure bullshit. It got no blindspot — literally.”

[And that isn’t all.]

“Yep, see the node here. Those nodes house a perpetually self-replicating micro [Static Glass] colony designed to channel multiverse energy while acting as a sensorial hive-mind.”

“I know. I draw power from them to when we battle PALISADE.”

Cytortia sighed exasperately.

“Lux, using it as a battery is the lamest function. Melody’s report is clear. Their micro-organism act as a micro-sensor. With a proper change in super-conduction and magnetism, they allow the armor to perform self-sustaining flight. They can even act as a median for [Jewel Sword: Salvation] and your armor produces hundred thousand of this micro-[Static Glass] organisms per second. Melody didn’t lose to your True Magic because of a fluke. She got her ass kick by one of the most advance bio-armor ever exists in the multiverse.”

Luxinna chuckled with dry laughter.

“Cy, I know my armor must have excited you, but let me remind you. I can’t use it. It is created by a version of me that is practically an S-rank World Enemy with the body of a fucking alien goop. And before you ask; I TRIED. It was like interfacing with white noises. My elf-brain couldn’t commune with those micro colonies. And my nervous system couldn’t sync with those [Bioglass]. The armor might be fitting a beast of nature, but I have a nervous system of an elf, not an unstoppable monster that single-handedly kicked the behind of the entire Lightwell.”

[But do you wonder why did your World Enemy personality can use it with your body?]

“Yeah, boss, I kinda want to ask you about that. You probably know, right?” Cytortia said.

[Because your other personality never held back with her True Magic?]

This statement surprised both Luxinna and Cytortia.

“Held back?” Cytortia repeated dumbly.

“I am holding back?” Luxinna asked no one in particular.

“Satholia, Luxinna is on Melody-level of ferocity. You call bombarding everything she sees with Mach-speed projectile going easy?”

“I am holding back?” Luxinna repeated her question to the atmospheric nitrogen.

[Yes,] Satholia confirmed. [You are procrastinating on the potential of your True Magic. Everyone aside from Rem didn’t understand their power. I can already feel Rem practicing with his Origin — he is on a fast track to success. Meanwhile, I need to explain the basic to all of you.]

“Okay, so what is the basic?” Luxinna asked.

[The basic is a simple story. When first awaken, your True Magic produced a para-causal subatomic matter that acted as a natural electro transducer. Your first Legend granted another paracausal subatomic particle — [Static Glass] equivalent of electron — whose behavior is regulated by your thought. This gave [Serene Glass] the ability to have any property. This was a qualitative evolution. Your 2nd Legend allowed this simple paracausal matters to form a complex structure akin to life form. The difference between you and your darker half is that she understood the potential of life more than you do.]

“Okay, I know this sound inappropriate coming from a life-manipulator,” Cytortia was at her wit's end. “But what is the potential you are talking about.”

[You are a life-form, aren’t you?]

Cytortia’s mouth hung open.

“Oh my god,” said the former goddess. “So THAT is how she synced with the armor using Luxinna’s body.”

“That is who and how?” Luxinna lost orbit completely.

“But if she altered Luxinna’s body, then why can’t Luxinna keep her connection to the berserker armor?”

“Who is altering my body?” Luxinna cried with alarm.

[Because altering the biological make-up of the body isn’t something that could be done in a snap. It is why Melody’s True Magic is categorized as a one. Such modification won’t stick without coaxing your immune system and consciousness. Those kinds of fundamental change in the state of being could only originate from the Origin. [Bioglass] rushed the job during its control over Luxinna, basically it lubricated her synapse with [Bioglass]--]

“Who is lubricating my nerve with [Bioglass]?” Luxinna demanded. “Why can’t I understand what you talking about even when it is about me?”

“Okay,” Cytortia made a face. “Luxinna, when your alter-ego took over she created [Bioglass] inside your body. And this [Bioglass] essentially replaced apart from your cellular structure, and allowed her to link with the Berserker.”

Luxinna made a dry laughter.

“Replace my cell. You mean she is replacing my organ? That is ridiculous. [Static Glass] can’t do that, right?”

Luxinna tried to ask the dumb question, but Satholia wasn’t having it.

[Can’t or you never try?]

Luxinna looked at the golden octopus.

“What you are asking for is ridiculous? You are saying glass can replace my entire nerves.”

[I am saying a paracausal material creates from the power of your very existence can replace every single fiber of your being. Your major weakness is simple. Your flesh and blood are incapable of using the technique you created to its limit. To cope, you invent various iterations of your style when the simple answer is right in front of you. You just have to remove that limit.]

Luxinna found a chair and sat. She thought about what was being discussed. Replacing her body with [Static Glass] sound nut. Luxinna realized deep down that it could be done, but by that point she won’t be an elf anymore. Would she be willing to go that far? Yes, Satholia was right. She was holding back.

Then Luxinna recalled her vow.

“How powerful would I be, Satholia?” She thought back to the death in Millian, the destruction of Venistalis and PALISADE. “I want to know whether the trade is worth it?”

[Your berserker self can beat Melody with a rush job. That is the low baseline to measure against you who become one with [Bioglass]. But if you are questioning your transhuman possibility, let me ask you one question: is a person judges by the content of their cellular structure or by their heart and action?]

“Okay,” Luxinna nodded. “How do we get started?”

[Cytortia set-up the medical tank and mixed in those inscriptions. Altering your entire body would be a tad too much, but we can recreate your entire nervous system within the deadline. I need to warn you this is a critical process, but luckily the ZAWARUDO’s [Divine Universal Hardware] will allow me to code the specific and input the program to your body as a hypnotic subroutine.]

…

Few hours later, Rem looked at Luxinna being suspended inside a tube. Well, there goes their remaining helping hand. Ehto locked himself inside the armory. Cytortia went back to Absolute Extract training. Meanwhile, Melody went back to knocking paper-cup. Meanwhile, ZAWARUDO prepared to finish consecrating the newest weapon for him and Hikma.

Yep, it appeared a shrine of Center Force could bless material into a special ore. Satholia claimed this created the weapon capable of maximizing [Tenshou]. Of course, Melody needed to help crafted the body of the weapon, but the rest of the process was implied to be utterly mystical.

[So ready to show me the result of your self-learning,] said the octopus behind him.

Rem sighed and found a spot to sit.

“You are running parallel training, right?” Rem guessed.

[Oh, just freshen the girl's combat training. Don’t worry shadow clone were on of my ability.]

“We really need that meditation room.”

Rem closed his eyes.

…

The young man opened his eyes again on the space of multicolor platform, witnessed by the star suspending from the night sky.

“Your Astral Tracing improves,” Satholia drew a golden sword out of nowhere.

“Is that Excalibur?”

“Fu, Fu,” Satholia said. “My True Magic allows me to pull something like this. I like to say this is a genuine Excalibur, but it isn’t. It is the conglomeration of the legend of Excalibur. You could say it is the ultimate representation of Excalibur across all iterations.”

“Wow, Hikma is right. You don’t know how to go easy. You know sword will kill me seven-thousand times in a single swing, right?”

“Hikma, is exaggerating, I am putting Excalibur’s output on low,” Satholia said. “[All-creation] deserves no less honor, even as an incomplete ability.”

Petal of poppies swirled. The illusory flowers appeared out of nowhere.

“Impressive. As expected from the wisest of the knight, you immediately grasped the best path forward with few hints.”

Rem touched the petals with his hand.

“My ability is to augment the reality. My Origin is a garden world of poppies. When I first fought my REM. It is the poppies that came to my aid. The true identities of these poppies are median for reality filler that provided the raw material for [Arrival of Dream]. After completing my Origin, I realized they could be more than that.”

Satholia’s eyes lit up. Impressive. The boy reached even farther realization than she had hoped for.

“[Territory]”

From Rem’s feet, the garden of poppy grew as the chalk white sand encroached upon this reality.

“I can augment an area within [Territory] with my Origin. You could say I can encroach even the world with True Magic.”

“And within that domain, your power is within another league,” Satholia summarized.

The scenery change into a rocky mountain of Grand Canyon.

“I know you have been fighting with REM every night,” Satholia grinned. “Let see how we can straighten what you learned from perpetual conflict with yourself.”

…

The battle was epic. Sure, Satholia held back, but even when holding back, the most powerful fighter in the multiverse wasn’t kidding around.

“EXCALIBUR!”

Satholia swung. The golden light of promise victory duck a trench across the landscape, utterly demolishing the rocky cliff of Grand Canyon and turned the simulate natural park into the world's largest ridge. The land glowed, charring red with molten rock from the almighty attack Satholia unleashed.

“Low output my ass!”

Rem barely dodged a one hit kill. Cross that. That single would hit would kill an entire country. Satholia came to punt Rem like how she spanked Olympus. On the plus, he successfully evaded that attacked by using the poppies to carry himself away and levitated in pseudo flight with [Tenshou].

“Great reaction!” Satholia twirled her sword and vanished.

Rem felt something appearing within his territory. Insane. She came this close to him in a mere second.

With his hair raised straight up in the split second of death, Rem turned around, petals gathered around his palm and he performed a bare-hand blade block on the super sword.

That single clash shook the sky and dispersed the clouds.

Miraculously, Rem — strengthened by his domain and massive level of Telekinetic pressure — successfully held the ultimate Excalibur. The effort was a titanic burden crushing him. His trembling arms were killing him. His lung suffocated with rocks. Storm of poppies swirled around him like a tornado of flowers, trying to contain an unstoppable woman wielding the golden sword.

Stopping a blow that would butcher a low-level divinity in a single strike was a feat worthy of the gods. It was an accomplishment even the leader of the Pantheon would praise as mighty. Rem sweated. That maneuver took every combat experience of endlessly sparring against REM every night to pull off.

“Impressive,” Satholia pressed her blade, pushing Rem back effortlessly. “At least, spending every night fending REM off did wonder for you reflex, but dear, you really need to rest more.”

Satholia ignited her Excalibur, delivering a shock-wave that blew Rem to the Earth. The boys used [Tenshou] augmented by the manifestation of poppies to steady himself. Crimson flower scattered to soften his decent. He stood amidst the burning land, massively pushed to the rock bottom.

“Whew… huuu,” He huffed. Then he sensed another sword wave coming right at him.

Rem pushed out with his hand to perform the Tutaminis that parted the burst of sword waves two lenght which proceed to dug duo of trenches stretching farther than eye can see.

Red poppy scattered, and Rem collapsed on his knee.

“Fu. Fu. Fu.” Satholia mirthfully floated down. “You lasted a solid three moves against me. So let me teach you a special attack. Central, dear, please let me help.”

The rainbow-color hair girl with a dress made with white fired materialized.

‘Milady? You have an order.’

“Right, I need you to be the core of Rem’s custom-made Arcana.”

Central raised her eyes.

‘You want me to become a magical processor.’

“I want you to be his partner. Central, you are spiritual being directly tied to the Center Force like the Spirit being tied to a Spirit Realm. Like Spirit, you need a contractor to exert influence on real world. Your exposure to Rem’s Origin also acclimated you to [Tenshou], making you perfect processor for his Arcana. But most of all, you two needs to each other to perform this technique.”

“Okay, what is this supreme technique,” Rem asked

“The ultimate technique of [Tenshou] — the Heaven befalling sword. If I have to give it a name, I would call it The Blade of the Heaven King or [Tenno-no-Ken].”