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Eladreo.
-So, this is how it works, Nagaro. I don't know what exists in the other world where you will live, but I can guarantee that it will have everything a world of adventures usually has: monsters, races, and such…
-It's not a certainty, but most of the worlds we oversee have these kinds of attributes that you need to know. The world you're going to will probably have those same names.
-Nagaro, that's all I can tell you. Do you know what the Source, Skills, Ancient Arts, and Ancient Skills are?
Doubts fill my mind.
-I confess that I don't.
Eladreo.
-It's fine, I'll give you a better idea. Let's start with the Source.
-All living beings in the world where you will live have an energy inside their bodies, and this energy can be used to create Skills, Ancient Arts, and Ancient Skills.
-Do you understand?
Still doubtful, I pause.
-...
-Okay, go with the flow…
Eladreo.
-Well, in the new world, in practice, this will be easier to understand. But I'll continue explaining, and you can try to remember this later.
-The Ancient Arts and Skills work like this, in short.
-An Art is the manifestation of power that some beings are able to use. Those who master the Ancient Art can use it while spending little energy from the Source, and it is very versatile. However, to activate these arts, it is usually necessary to use key words. With deep study and a lot of training, it is possible to perform them without saying any words.
-Ancient Arts may or may not be linked to the elements of nature.
-Skills, on the other hand, work differently. They don't need words to be activated. All it takes is for the person to want to activate them, and that's it. The great disadvantage is that they consume much more of the Source than Ancient Arts. Depending on the body, their use can cause internal injuries, external injuries, or even worse. Because of this, those who use skills usually need special equipment and intense training.
-Monsters, because they have large amounts of natural Source, strong bodies, and all kinds of resistance, are the ones who use Skills the most.
-For something to be considered a Skill, it needs to be linked to some element of nature.
-There are also the so-called Ancient Skills, which are a fusion between Art and Skill. They are much more powerful, but… dangerous. Most of them consume an absurd amount of the Source, and if used carelessly, they can lead the user to death.
-Do you understand?
I nod in agreement.
-I think so, I understand, sir.
-And my wish, does it count as a Skill, an Ancient Art, or an Ancient Skill?
Eladreo looks at me.
-It's none of them.
Me.
-None?
Eladreo.
-It isn't. What you asked me for doesn't fit into any of those three categories. Your regeneration is something your body naturally possesses. The difference is that now it's no longer a normal regeneration, but a superhuman regeneration.
Me.
-Hmm… I see.
-Is there any other valuable information?
Eladreo leans back in his chair, almost falling.
He looks at the ceiling and sighs.
-Well… valuable information, I have plenty of it, but you know, this is all I can tell you.
-I wish I could say more, but I'm not sure if what I know will be useful in the world you're going to.
-If I knew exactly which world you'll fall into, I could research more information and pass it on to you.
Eladreo turns his gaze back to me, but doesn't see me anymore. He looks behind him and sees me approaching the notebook.
Not paying much attention, I get my face too close and fog up the glowing screen of Eladreo's ultra-modern notebook.
My hand almost touches the notebook, but Eladreo slaps my hand away.
-Hey, hey, hey!
Me.
-My bad, my bad.
-It's just that I was… observing it up close.
Eladreo sighs when he sees the shine in my eyes.
He lightly shakes his head.
-Alright, you can look with your fingers, my notebook.
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-(Huh?! What happened?! I can't move!... Wait!...)
I wake up and realize I can't even open my eyes.
-(But what!?)
I almost panic, but soon the memories of what had happened just moments ago return. That calms me down, since I woke up, it means that beam of light didn't kill me instantly, which means I'm still alive. I try to move, but I can't. I try to open my eyes, but I can't do that either. It feels like I'm completely immobilized.
After some time, I try to move again, but without success.
-(Despite everything, I can still feel my body...)
-(What must have happened in that fight?)
-(From the tremors in the ground and the explosions in the sky, it must have been a pretty intense battle.)
-(It's a good thing that explosion didn't hit me head-on, otherwise…)
-(I don't even want to think about it.)
I remain motionless on the ground, unable to speak or see.
-(What do I do now?)
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-(How long have I been here?)
-(No idea… but at least I've figured out that I really won't die of hunger or thirst.)
-(And now that I'm lying here, I realize my cloak is very durable. I survived all of that, and my clothes didn't even tear.)
-(The wolves were really fast, they almost got me.)
-(But speaking of being fast…)
-(I was running for hours, until the sky had already brightened, and even so, my speed didn't decrease over time.)
-(I don't remember ever being this fast or resilient.)
-(Did Eladreo give me some abilities?)
-(I feel like Eladreo told me something about this, but unfortunately I can't remember it now.)
With time to spare, I try to recall the conversations I had with Eladreo. Even though it hasn't been that long, the memories of Eladreo are still growing more and more distant.
-(Those were good times. I wonder how he is now.)
-(He must still be taking care of planet Earth.)
-(How long does it take to be promoted from Regent-in-Training to Regent?)
-(Are there other classifications of Regents?)
I still can't move.
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I sigh inwardly.
-(Aaaaah!)
-(I think I must have been here for a few days already.)
I try to listen to the sounds around me, but all I hear is silence.
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-(... I'm bored. I wonder if the two wolves embedded in my body are still alive?)
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