My Words Are Absolute

Aryx blinked a few times, analyzing what he heard from the man.

'Dormant?' He thought.

"What are you talking about?" He asked, confusion present on his face.

"Your Legacy is not as simple as you think it is," Zeno replied.

Then he raised his hand, and the gauntlets on his arms vanished before a scythe appeared above him. He swirled it at his side to deflect an invisible wind blade hurled in his direction.

"I guess even the information about it had never been passed down. You see, most of the beings who had no idea what their Legacy was needed help to awaken their unique abilities, and most of them were called Dormant Legacy," he said.

"Help? What kind of help?" Aryx replied.

His line of thought became more complicated the more he listened to the silver-haired man.

"You just need a certain being to awaken it, and it happens that you have one right now," Zeno uttered.

"So, let's begin," he added.