Prestige Grinding : I Can Reset My Level

If one looked closely at the monsters below Sora, they would quickly notice that most were variations of Evil Spirits and other creatures, specialized in Mental attacks.

Using [Blink] to appear in their midst, Sora activated [Psychic Hold], feeling his mental power dominate the area. Almost immediately, he sensed [Devouring Will] requesting permission to consume the enemies' mental power, like a child asking a parent for approval.

''This feels strange… but it's exactly why I came here. Although… it feels strange to have my skills ask for permission,' he thought, approving the skill's request.

As [Devouring Will] activated, the mental energy of his enemies poured into him. With the additional mental energy, he had two options: expand his mental power capacity or fuel his [Psychic Hold]. Opting to alternate between both, Sora felt a surge of power as his reserves expanded. With every increase, his [Psychic Hold] stretched further, covering an ever-widening area.

'This is… insane,' he thought, feeling the rush of power. 'The more enemies I consume, the further my reach grows, reaching even more monsters.'

The more energy [Devouring Will] absorbed, the wider his [Psychic Hold] range became, pressing down on even more monsters and draining their mental power in turn.

'This is a perfect combo,' he realized, surprised. 'There's no army I can't annihilate with this.'

Within minutes, his skill range had increased a hundredfold, covering most of the battlefield, before stopping. Most monsters lay lifeless around him, drained completely of their mental energy, leaving a quiet, empty field. Using all his remaining mental power to increase his Mental Power capacity.

'So this is how I can grow my Mental Power capacity,' he thought, amazed. 'And the quality improves passively as my brain refines itself. And to fill such a huge tank, I'll need [Mind Forge],' Recognizing the synergy between his skill effects, he was amazed.

For the next few years, Sora focused on refining his abilities, testing their synergy, and pushing his power to new heights. Hitting limits in various aspects of his power, he even trained his familiars, ensuring their evolution matched his own.

Though unable to unlock a fourth Supreme Skill, he poured his efforts into training his skills, combining them into tools of destruction and creating a fighting style unique to himself.

Over the years, Sora, Netsu, and Hiyoko had grown into inseparable companions, bonded by countless hours of training, shared moments of rest, discussion and laughter. To break the monotony of their routines, they often found creative ways to relax—whether through games or quiet moments by the lake, savoring the comfort of each other's company. Their connection deepened naturally, evolving into something close to a true family.

As a notification appeared before him, Sora turned to his familiars. "It's time to leave this world," he said. "Remember this day, Netsu, Hiyoko. From now on, no one is allowed to take our lives… unless we allow them to."

Hiyoko, now sporting her striking new form, giggled softly at her master's words. Netsu, who had also undergone an impressive transformation, nodded solemnly. They understood the weight behind his words—words that would sound arrogant if taken out of context, yet for them, meant something entirely different.