Chapter 73: He’s Just The Same Old Mika At The End Of The Day
Yelena’s expression didn’t falter. If anything, it became even more serious.
"Yes..." She said softly. "It is basically playing God. And it’s terrifying. That kind of power isn’t just dangerous, it’s divine. It breaks the very foundation of how our world operates."
"He doesn’t need a blessing, Charlotte. He doesn’t need some divine gift from the sky. He can create his own blessings. Replicate existing ones. Modify them. Improve them. Invent new ones."
Charlotte gulped audibly.
"But..." Yelena continued, her tone shifting into something lighter, warmer. "Even though it is cheating in a sense...even though it’s unfairly powerful...it’s not something just anyone can do."
"You could give tens of billions of people the same ability Mika has...and none of them would be able to use it the way he does."
Charlotte furrowed her brow. "What do you mean? Is it really that hard to manipulate mana like that?"
Yelena let out a soft laugh, resting her elbow on the table and placing her cheek against her knuckles.
"Hard?" She said. "It’s not just hard, Charlotte. It’s impossible. Not just for you, or me, or the average person, but for everyone. Even if we brought together the greatest minds in the world, every genius, every scholar, every veteran blessed, and had them try to replicate what he does...they wouldn’t be able to do it."
She held up the glass again, tilting it slightly.
"Take this glass. On the surface, it looks simple. But it’s not. It’s made of billions and billions of atoms, each one bonded, arranged, layered in such an impossibly complex structure that even the world’s most advanced supercomputers would struggle to model it accurately. Do you know how precise you’d have to be to reconstruct something like this atom by atom?"
Charlotte’s face paled slightly, while Yelena extended the glass toward her.