Miles let free of his energy, and he started to revolve according to Moon Essence. When he tried to create his seed, he used this very art to create a mind seed, although he was just trying it out. But to his surprise, his energy went berserk at the time, and before he could do anything, he created a mind seed, and it imploded on itself.

Now, the same art was at play again, as he imagined what he wanted. It wasn't arbitrary nor had he rushed into it. He thought for six hours about what he wanted from this ultimate, and now he was ready.

“Miles, are you certain about it? This ultimate isn’t like you. It is evil.” Coin’s voice reverberated in his mind.

Am I evil? He thought to himself. Part of him was. He was vindictive, cold, and indifferent to human life when the other party was someone who had offended him, even if it was only a little. He always defined himself as the axis. He wasn’t a hero, nor was he a villain. He wasn’t helpful nor would he try to make things hard for others. He wasn’t a saint, nor was he a devil. He was him. Miles is a person who would act according to the situation. He could go any path. If the situation required him to turn into a demon, he would without any hesitation, and if he had to help others, he would be the shining sun to dispel the darkness.

Maybe that itself was a problem. Maybe he was suffering from multiple personality disorder. Maybe he was just a lost soul who had failed to find a path. But that was Miles. His first ultimate was the same. Any energy passed through his armor would be returned. Be it bad or good. So, was it any different now?

“The situation requires this ultimate, Coin. I have to do this, or I will miss out on many things. I know, from a righteous perspective my actions will seem evil, but is it so? Is it any different than the alternative?” He asked to put his restless heart to rest.

“It is!” Coin insisted. “This ultimate will change you.”

“I will be in control, I promise. It will be one of the key conditions of the ultimate. I am the master of my energy, nothing can affect me.” He assured his best friend.

The coin didn’t answer. He didn’t know what to think. Although what Miles said made sense, he thought it was a bit drastic. He shouldn’t have delved too deep.

Mind is the palace of memories. Mind is the soul of a person. Without memories, alive beings cannot have a self. The mind is the center of a person. Otherwise, what do we have? Instincts. Nothing else. An empty shell can only react to outside happenings.

Miles ran his energy without stopping, and his energy accelerated each second. He didn’t have a seed, thus he could focus on a material subject to create an ultimate. When he first tested, he felt that his energy wasn’t gathering at a point, as if his whole body was a seed. He wasn’t stupid, he knew what all these meant.

Exaltedness of the Creator, the art he got from a being that was B-Rank at least. He didn’t know how strong Jelly’s mom was, but he knew she was stronger than his grandfather, who was infinitesimally close to B-Rank. But this art created miracle after miracle, it was obvious that this art was high-level. Even higher than Royal Blood, which was one of the best Battle Arts in the whole of Unity.

And Miles had long concluded that this art was most compatible with Mystic Branch. A branch so cryptic, even after tens of years, humanity still didn’t know anything about it. Its abilities at each level were more overpowered than the rest, and thanks to it, Miles tamed two monsters that aided him on several occasions.

Only a mystic seed would be so hard to find. At first, when he tried to find his seed, he failed in despair. He thought he failed to condense one, and was destined to never achieve much in life. But thanks to Coin, he got through those depressive times. Later, when he realized he couldn’t advance without a seed, Coin once again helped him to pull himself together, and he really created a seed. Over time, he realized, it wasn’t that he didn’t have a seed, but it was Mystic, thus it couldn’t be found. That notion settled completely when he found his first Mystic Orb.

“I should thank Jelly’s mom next time,” Miles muttered.

“It helped you a lot, didn't it.” Coin added.

“Yeah. Saved my life several times.” Miles sighed. “Let’s do it.”

He started to imagine what he wanted. An Ultimate was a construction. The stronger the base was, the more columns were added to it, and the stronger it became. But just because a person wished, couldn’t create an Ultimate with godly powers. There had to be limitations and cons.

“Let’s start with the Pros.” He thought. What he wanted from this ultimate was something that would help him extremely in the situation he was in at the moment. Something that might be considered evil. Something worse than anything he has done so far, but something he had to do.

“Cons first then, it will help me visualize better.” He said under his breath as he failed to think it through.

“Convince the other party to accept the terms.” This shall be my first condition and hardest.

“I cannot push or skip to the time I want, I have to start from the beginning. At least at first. As I grow stronger, more control I have over it.” This is the second. “Oh, I should also add the time control. I won’t be able to quicken it at first, but as I get stronger, I may be able to expedite it.”

“Randomness, conditions, weaknesses, definitions, these are the four columns that would make my Ultimate stronger. I have the weaknesses and conditions, but randomness is a bit weird with this one.” He thought.

“You can make it so you can only reach it at certain times?” Coin proposed.

“Too risky, what if it appears in the middle of a fight?” Miles shook his head. “How about I set a time frame?”

“That would obviate the randomness.” Coin rejected the idea. “Starting not at the start but at a random date?”

“That would take too long, I need to reach some points sooner than later.” Miles shook his head, “I will skip randomness in this one, let’s set the definition then. For my new ultimate, Afterlife."