Nameless King

"Concept? What? How do you know about that?" Osvald was puzzled. What had happened was very strange, he had never seen anything like it, but what Wain had asked about Concept was the most important thing to him.

"Is it something unique?" Wain said, breathing heavily, he was slowly coming to his senses. The Blind Sorcerer had managed the mission, but they were still seriously wounded, and during the battle with the Queen, Wain's body was loaded to the limit.

"No, though yes...or rather, in your case, it should be impossible..." Osvald thought about it, and suddenly he remembered something, "Wait, Wain, you put a soul into the Altar, and that gave you Concept?"

"Yeah...it happened something like that..." Wain nodded weakly.

"I see. In that case, it's possible, but it's still the first time I've seen anything like that happen. What I'm trying to say is that it's impossible to get a Concept being in Second Chronicle."

"Hmm?"

"You should have realized by now that Chronicles aren't just different in that the higher Chronicle, the stronger a person is. Each Chronicle hides a unique power. In the second Chronicle, you get to unlock a Martial Essence, a unique power that allows you to use your Beyond freely. In the third Chronicle, you can get a Concept."

"Legendary Souls have one unique property unique to them. Legendary Souls and items can push the boundaries of what is possible and act despite the Chronicle. So it makes sense in your case, but it's very, very rare. I've heard of only a few cases where souls, even Legendary ones, have given a Concept."

"In other words, I'm lucky, right?"

"Yes. However, I would advise you to achieve a Third Chronicle first and then move on to training a Concept." Osvald nodded.

"Understood."

"Wain, what Concept did you get?"

"It's the Dimensional Concept."

"Dimensional? Man, that's incredible..."

"I have a question. Can I only have one Concept? And can I give up a Concept?"

"Huh, you ask some pretty weird questions, though that's your style. A lot of people have been trying for years or even decades to figure out how to open a Concept, and you're asking me how to give it up."

"You can have two Concepts, one for Additional Soul and one for Main Soul. Usually, everyone has only one Concept, though. Those who manage to open their Concept don't waste time and energy trying to open a second one and concentrate on training. Without advancing in a Concept, one cannot achieve a Fourth Chronicle."

"Giving up Concept is possible, but I wouldn't do it. There's no guarantee that you'll open a new one and also that you'll get seriously injured."

"What is the power of a Concept? I have a Dimensional Concept, and what am I capable of doing then?"

"Concept is similar to skills, but in a looser format. I mean, all skills have limitations and some form. If your skill is Fireball, you can't turn it into a flaming blade or shield no matter how hard you try. You can only increase the strength and intensity of the flame, as well as the size. Concept has no such limitations."

"Does that mean I can control space any way I want?"

"Well... If you had a Fire Concept or Water Concept, I'd say you can, but it's much more complicated in your case. Maybe if you reach mastery in your Concept, then space will become clear and easy for you, but until then, don't get your hopes up."

"Okay, I get it, then one last question. How do I start training?"

"It's easy. Just concentrate on your Soul Altar, and it will start, but right now, you should concentrate on something else."

"Sure. Come on, I need Soul Pears, and it looks like we'll have to rob the Pearl Hunters stuck here." Wain headed for the exit.

"Ahahahaha. Great. You've got the right attitude." Osvald laughed, "But, I'd wait a little longer if I were you."

"What...?" Wain muttered, and suddenly everything in front of him blurred.

Bam.

He fell unconscious.

"Well...that was to be expected." Osvald shook his head and walked over to Wain, "You spent so much energy fighting, and then this happened. My intuition didn't fail me, I didn't give you the key for nothing."

Osvald did not question Wain about what had happened. He saw that Wain himself did not fully understand the energy, and Osvald did not need to know. It was enough for him that something was lurking in Wain, and it was something very powerful.

...

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Give it back!"

"Why the fuck are you eating so much?! You're half my size, but you ate five times as much!"

'Damn, why is it so noisy in here...?' Wain thought, coming to his senses.

He slowly got up and grabbed his head, 'What a pain, it feels like I haven't stopped drinking for a week.'

Wain opened his eyes and looked around.

"Oh, look who's up." Osvald smiled, shoving a piece of meat into his mouth.

He, Franzi, and Irma were dining at the same table in the center of the room. Wain was lying on the bed, and half of his body was bandaged.

"Wain! Are you all right?" Franzi put the food aside and ran to him.

"Not really, but I'll live, I thought my condition was much better." Wain shook his head.

"Huh, that's natural." Osvald said, "You fought the Queen and won, others would have died in the first ten seconds, and you not only managed to survive, but win."

"I agree. That's impressive." Irma said briefly and continued eating. She was much colder and more reserved than her sister, but she was actually happier about it than anyone else.

The queen was a great threat to their village, and it also showed that Wain was very strong. Irma thought that they could get out of here when Wain recovered and dealt with the Pearl Hunters. He was her last hope.