Chapter 35: Esper Awakening

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“You’re an Esper as well?!”

“I… I am.”

I remember now.

My grandfather is Earth’s strongest human Esper. My father is also an Esper who inherited his power. And I, of course, should have inherited that power as well.

This is my Psychic Power!

But what element is this?!

While my father wields White Void and my grandfather wields Gravity, this white light radiating from my hands feels strange—as if it is overwriting everything it touches. Even her Psychic Power began to weaken dramatically as the surroundings around me shifted through countless landscapes.

The Snowlands transformed into wastelands, volcanic fields, beaches, oceans, lakes, and swamps.

“W-What?!”

My eyes widened as I caught a glimpse of what my Psychic Power could truly do. It was not an illusion—the world was genuinely changing because of it.

“Reality Warping?! No way…”

No, it was something more complex.

Matter Manipulation.

That explained why my arm and all my wounds had healed the moment it activated. I was fairly certain no other Psychic Power could regenerate someone so easily. Most were strictly defensive or offensive. Those capable of healing were incredibly rare, usually tied to manipulating lifeforce, living matter, or cells.

But this ability could alter anything within range around me.

“ENOUGH!!!”

The Nightmare Beast Lord roared and charged at me, opting for physical combat. My Psychic Power surged to protect me, wrapping around my entire body, but it faltered and ultimately shattered.

Of course, I could not yet reach the level of true Esper Masters like my grandfather or father. Still, this power was more than enough to complement my other abilities.

After all, who said I could not combine my Esper Ability with Magic, my Soul Ability, and even weapons?

“Harmonious Chaos Reversal – Knife Throwing!”

This time, I unleashed one I had wanted to try for a while. The power of Knife Throwing was reversed and amplified, and what emerged was…

Instead of knives formed from my elemental energies and magic…

Swords and chains.

These blades, forged from all my elements—fire, ice, water, harmony, chaos, darkness, nightmares, and more—floated around me like loyal guardians.

“Chain Blade Dominion.”

The name resonated in my mind. I could hardly believe what I was seeing. I did not understand why Knife Throwing had reversed into such a power, but perhaps reversal did not simply create an opposite—it produced an enhanced, evolved form.

Nevertheless, a voice within me revealed the true nature of this new Reversed Skill.

Chain Blade Dominion: You can summon and control multiple floating blades or chains that orbit around you. These blades automatically attack nearby enemies or can be directed with high precision. They deal continuous cutting damage and can pull enemies toward you or restrain them.

I see. It truly was the opposite. Knife Throwing let me create knives using my elements, but this skill generated swords for me automatically. While I normally had to aim, this one targeted and attacked foes on its own.

It was perfectly reversed, even if it did not seem so at first!

“W-Wha…?!”

The Nightmare Beast Lord gasped as the elemental swords chased her down, piercing her body and binding her with chains. Her Psychic Power faltered as one of the blades piercing her was…

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“It’s made of my Psychic Power?!”

I was shocked, but a fierce smile spread across my face. I rushed forward and smashed her face into the ground. Coating myself in Psychic Aura, along with my Harmony and Chaos Auras, I pressed the assault without pause.

We clashed across the snowscape, through mountains, and then crashed back into the Nightmare Nest—right where our battle had begun.

“DIE, YOU DAMN LIZARD!”

“I won’t!”

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

Our fists collided endlessly, shattering the ground beneath us and sending cracks spiderwebbing throughout the entire Nightmare Nest. Nightmare Essence did not leak out—I devoured it all, fueling myself even further.

The blades moved with blinding speed, obeying my will as they slashed through her body and stabbed deep. They occasionally used their chains to block her strikes. She was no weakling, though; she could destroy every sword except the one forged from my Psychic Power, which relentlessly kept her suppressed.

“Paragon! Mongrel!”

I summoned them both and immediately used my Psychic Power to restore their bodies completely. I had more or less grasped its function. As I suspected, it was Matter Manipulation. By rearranging their molecules and infusing surplus energy from my own reserves, they healed far faster than any healing spell could manage.

“Uuuoohhh! What’s this power?!”

“…!”

Overflowing with newfound strength, they rejoined the fight at my side. Together we drove the Nightmare Beast Lord down, relentlessly tearing through her ethereal form. She screamed, forced entirely onto the defensive, desperately forging psychic barriers while pinned to the floor.

“How is this possible?! Just who are you?! How is the second dragon we meet already so strong?!”

“I am not stronger than my aunt, but I happen to wield everything you’re weak against!”

With a mighty roar, I gathered Psychic Energy, Harmony, and Chaos in my throat and released it all at once, blasting her ethereal body to smithereens.