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He ran a hand through his hair as he tried to piece everything together in a way his mind could actually understand.

"So let me see if I got this right..."

Kelly began summarizing slowly, thinking out loud.

"The soul turns into soul fragments when someone dies... and if a person mastered a skill during their life, there’s a chance that one of those fragments still carries that ability."

He paused briefly before continuing.

"And then when a bunch of those soul particles come together boom another soul is born..."

His eyes widened slightly.

"...and voilà, if they are lucky, they end up having that skill?"

The woman watched him quietly before answering.

"Something like that."

Her voice remained calm and composed.

"It is a give-and-take process. There are many more technicalities involved, but what you described captures the general idea."

"Oh boy..."

Kelly let out a long breath.

"Wow..."

He shook his head slowly.

"This is crazy as hell."

A faint smile appeared on his face, the kind that came when someone’s brain had been pushed slightly past its limit by overwhelming information.

After taking a moment to calm himself down, Kelly looked back at the woman again.

Another question had surfaced in his mind.

"But wait..."

His brows furrowed slightly.

"We’re not even from this world."

His gaze sharpened with curiosity.

"So how did we end up with our skills?"

At that question, the woman smiled. It was a calm smile one that carried a quiet sense of understanding, as if she had been expecting him to ask that exact thing.

"Now that," she said slowly, "is a far more interesting matter."

Her indistinct gaze settled on him.

"Tell me... do you remember what the trial said when you first arrived here?"

Before Kelly could even open his mouth to respond, she continued.

"You and your friends being brought here is something profoundly unnatural. In fact, it breaks universal-level rules and taboos."

Her voice remained calm, but the meaning behind her words carried immense weight.

"Someone paid a very dear price to bring all of you here."

She paused briefly.

"And when I say dear... I mean it."

Kelly felt a faint chill run down his spine.

"However, the universe operates on balance," the woman continued.

"With all of you suddenly appearing here, that balance was disrupted."

Her blurred figure remained seated upon the throne as she explained.

"In order to integrate you into this new world, the rules themselves had to bend."

"And so..."

Her voice echoed softly.

"Your souls were artificially strengthened."

Kelly blinked.

"The world integrated additional soul particles into your souls."

"This process branded all of you as residents of this world, allowing its laws to recognize you and apply themselves to your existence."

"In this way, the balance of the universe was preserved."

She tilted her head slightly.

"As for how many soul particles each of you received..."

"That depended entirely on your original aptitude, your potential, and your affinity with the particles being integrated."

Then her tone shifted slightly.

"And unfortunately for me..."

She gave a small shrug.

"...and very fortunately for you, one of my soul particles containing my skill happened to be the most compatible with you."

A faint pause followed before she added,

"Though, to be precise... it was only slightly more compatible with you than with that Agawa kid."

Kelly’s eyes widened.

"However, because you happened to be closer to him at the time..."

Her faint smile returned.

"...the skill ultimately chose you."

She let the words hang in the air for a moment before continuing.

"Unfortunately, your soul was far too weak to fully support it."

"As a result, the skill regressed to a rather... pitiful version of its former self."

Then she leaned back slightly against the throne.

"So..."

A hint of amusement coloured her voice as she took a pause and continued.

"Congratulations are in order."

Her smile sharpened just a little.

"You are the chosen one."

Kelly didn’t quite know what he was supposed to feel after hearing all of that. Too much had been revealed in such a short time. His mind was still trying to organize everything when one particular detail quietly surfaced in his thoughts. The skill had chosen him over Agawa.

That small fact stirred a faint warmth somewhere inside his chest. No matter how much Kelly admired Agawa, there had always been another side to that admiration one he rarely acknowledged. The quiet, uncomfortable feeling of inferiority that crept in whenever he compared himself to him.

But hearing that, at least in this one instance, the skill had chosen him first...It felt strangely satisfying. Still, Kelly quickly pushed that thought aside. There were far more important things to focus on. Having finally begun to grasp the situation at least somewhat he opened his mouth again, ready to ask his next question, though his tone carried a slight awkwardness.

What Kelly didn’t realize, however, was that something else had begun to change. The guard he had raised the moment he encountered this mysterious woman...was lowering far too quickly.

And honestly, it wasn’t entirely his fault. Ever since arriving in this world, Kelly had been drowning in questions. Why had he been brought here? What was the purpose behind all of this? What exactly was happening to him?

Those questions had haunted him constantly, leaving him tense and wary around everyone he encountered especially the Pope. But now, for the first time since his arrival, someone was actually answering those questions. And not just answering them Explaining things clearly. The woman’s personality, blunt and straightforward, strangely resonated with him. She spoke without unnecessary pretence, roasted him without hesitation, and showed no interest in sugarcoating the truth.

Oddly enough, Kelly found himself feeling a faint affinity toward that attitude. What he failed to notice, however, was the unsettling similarity between her demeanour and someone else he once knew. His grandfather. The same blunt honesty. The same sharp tongue. The same refusal to dress up harsh truths.

Perhaps because of that resemblance and perhaps because of the sheer exhaustion weighing on him after everything he had endured since arriving in this world. Kelly did something he normally wouldn’t have allowed himself to do. For the first time since coming here...He let his guard down.