Shikkaku Mon no Saikyou Kenja~ Sekai Saikyou no Kenja ga Sarani Tsuyoku Naru Tameni Tenseishimashita~

"Twenty-seven, forty-two. - No, you can't."

I, Gaius, crushed with dismay.

Rolling in front of me is the corpse of the dragon, the giant dragon of divine annihilation, which destroyed three nations and was even said to be the most powerful in the world.

Burned, crushed and no longer holding its original shape, it's still nearly twenty meters high, so to say it's rolling, though it might just be a little too big.

And 27 seconds 42 is the time it took me to take it down.

- It's late.

According to what I hear, far from the sky, there are more than one demon far beyond this guy in the realm that scholars call the 'universe'.

Nor is it twice or triple as strong. Health, defense alone is a few hundred times stronger, and when it comes to attack power, it's said to be thousands of times stronger. Digits are literally different. I can't fathom it after all because I seem to be spending twenty-seven seconds on a demon of this magnitude.

And in me, even where I've been training forever, it won't reach the demons of the universe.

There are two main causes. One of them is my crest.

A 'crest' is the most important factor that determines the magical nature of those born and held by all, and is divided into four parts by function.

One of them, The First Tape, is my crest, and at the same time my weakest crest.

How the weakest can be, there is too little room for growth. Only by the age of eight, it is the strongest crest, the "First Stripe," but with age the difference in growth power becomes noticeable, and by the time it grows adult, it makes a terrible difference to the other crests.

How terrible, the prestigious, as well as all the magic schools known as the middle classes, present 'not the first stripe' as a condition for entrance exams. The first tattoo is paid in front of the gate. I can't even let you take the exam.

Still, I'm now called the most powerful wizard in the world. Have you ever been called a "wise man" or a "god of war"?

I've come this far from the weakest crest. I thought I was going to stretch everywhere.

That's what I thought there was still a way to do it, even if there was no longer any magic stretching across the border.

But the reality was brutal.

I did find any way to gain combat power beyond me right now.

But all of them, out of the four existing crests, were applicable to the first crest I had, except.

There's no more room for development in my crest.

It took two hundred years for me to stop growing and realize that.

Then what I started was a study called "Changing the Crest of Being Born".

This study was extremely easy compared to magic combat.

Because we don't need to assume enemies, we don't need to organize tactics to deal with situations.

Therefore, this research was the shortest I have ever tried.

'It is impossible to alter the human crest'

It took me only two days and two hours to prove this fact.

I proved in such a short time that I had no room for growth.

It is today's crusade that gave up half that way, but challenged me in anticipation of something happening.

I deliberately unleashed the demon I sealed about 300 years ago and tried to fight it.

Nothing happened. I could defeat what I could, but I don't seem to get a clue of growth, other than to say it's completely pointless.

- But it's too early to give up.

The human crest has already been determined at birth and no acquired alteration is possible.

This is a proven fact.

Then why don't we just reborn?

The magic for this is done a long time ago.

Only memory can bring it into the afterlife, incomplete sorcery that the crest of the afterlife cannot be specified either, but even memory is enough.

You can rebuild your powers in the next life, and if you want to be reborn in the first tattoo next time, you can use the same magic again.

It didn't take two seconds for me to consolidate my resolve.

It uses preliminary sorcery and tells a handful of acquaintances: 'Rebirth. Don't Look,' I sprung a letter to the effect that I activated the magic for reincarnation without setting it apart.

I gave myself up without hesitation to that magic that took my own life.

May the next crest, if desired, be other than the first crest.

... Another reason I couldn't be strong, by the way, was because I didn't have any mates to fight with, so I couldn't take group tactics.

In short, it was me.