Aventine Tidea was born with a gift. 

It was the gift of [Absolute Awareness], the ability to sense anything and everything with unimaginable detail.

However, Earth seemed to lack the power to fuel his gift. He could only activate [Absolute Awareness] for half a second and with a cooldown period of one year. Nevertheless, Aventine did not find this odd. Instead, he followed his instincts.

The [Gate].

Something he had sensed when he was a child. A one-way portal to another world.

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It was said to be a staff of the purest Undeath.


Formed out of crystals, it looked untouched by conscious hands. It looked as if it had grown in a deep cave, awaiting its owner for hundreds of thousands of years.


A staff that would grant any Undead the highest status in an instant.


Therefore, it was the greatest staff a Lich could wield.


'I'll have to take the staff myself if I want to confirm my thoughts.'


That cocoon of <Fate> could only be shattered if he interfered. He checked just now—the hidden mechanisms of the <Sword of Light> were hidden by <Fate>. It was only because he continued to carry it with him that those threads were slowly unravelling, making it easier for him to discern certain truths.


Thus, Aventine just had to grab the staff now.


A bad feeling? A possible detriment? A useless endeavor?


Chapter 61 - Philosophy of Undeath - II