Chapter 2 (1/2)

Former Strongest, It was Said He Had No Talent

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–I had a terrible long dream.

It was a man's dream.

Holding a sword, dreaming to be the top, aiming to be an expert in swordsmans.h.i.+p, becoming a Sword Saint before long, and in the end, he was called a Sword G.o.d… And then, when he reached the place he aimed, he died in satisfaction.

That was the man's dream.

”…Hmmm.” (??)

Looking at a familiar ceiling, he saw nothing but that dream– no, while recalling [The memories of his past life], Soma made a nod. (TLN: The name in raw is ソーマ)

In addition to suddenly recalling that, he was occasionally overwhelmed with uncomfortable feelings from before. He was considering about such a matter.

Being reborn, or possibly a reincarnation.

Well, both had same meaning, but it appeared that was happened to Soma's body.

If that was asked about it, someone would say nonsense, but it couldn't be helped since that was the case.

It was neither a delusion nor a misunderstanding.

Soma was indeed an existence of reincarnate.

”…Well, there is nothing I can do.” (Soma)

But, as Soma thought until that far, he abandoned that thought.

The reason was like this.

He didn't care about such a thing.

In the first place, when recalling those words, rather than understanding something that he didn't, it was a kind of feeling of trying to recall something that he wasn't aware of.

It was just about the awareness, but Soma's behavior and thought until now were certainly based on what he was in the previous life.

In other words, nothing changes as he recalling it, and that was why it didn't matter.

And more than anything today was Soma's sixth birthday.

Was that how long he had waited knowing about the things for today?

When he thought about it, it was alright for him no matter how he felt in the previous live.

”Well…” (Soma)

Taking the eyes away from the ceiling, when he looked outside the window, the morning sun had already risen.

The people in the mansion had already get going, and same goes for my mother.

Then, he didn't have to wait any longer.

”…Alright.” (Soma)

Raising his upper body in order to kip-up, Soma left the comforter and got off the bed.

Lightly stretching his arms… his mouth naturally loosened when he thought about the future.

”Hmm… well, I have the skills as I expected, and I can do the things I remembered…” (Soma)

As he appraised the skills while waiting for what was going to happen after this, his pace was light, and he left the pointlessly big room.

Viewing from Soma's previous life, this world corresponded to what was called as a different world.

There were several reasons why he could do that… in this regard, it was his skills after all.

A skill could be simply said to be a visualization of talent.

He wasn't sure if that was truly correct, but he was certain that it should be like that… well, in short, knowing the skill of that person, he would instantly understand whether what he could do or what he was good at.

Nevertheless, if this was normal, rather than other people, there was no one knew it other than his own self.

Basically, to judge it, it was necessary for a person with the skills to see it. (Recheck)

Instead of using a specific magic tool, he could know the skills he had own his own, but it wasn't really recommended.

It didn't mean that there were some side effects, but… rather the opposite.

By asking those with skill appraisal, a secondary effect would happen.

It was because the effect of skill appraisal wasn't only affecting the present, but it also affect the future.

To speak clearly, one didn't learn those skills only by now; it was just that they could also see skills that could be learned in the future. (Recheck)

This was one of the reasons why skills were recognized as visualizing talent.

In other words, by receiving a skill appraisal, he could know what he could do now and in the future.

That was how he understood it.