Return To Ainzlark [Pt 2]

Throughout our entire lifetime, my friends and I only found six out of the twenty-two Arcanas.

Of the six;

The Fool was lost to our memory.

The Devil was given to the Demons.

And the remaining four were kept in our Base which existed in the Forgotten Lands.

I spent the last three years—which were extended to over a hundred—within the Base. I learned of their nature, studied the powers they had, and made them my own.

Of course, those weren't the only things I focused on.

I also focused on; Alchemy, Core Formation, Familiar Nurturing, Magic Expansion… and other phenomenal changes that occurred within those years.

I made progress by leaps and bounds.

Still, since my attention was spread to several areas, I couldn't completely make the Arcanas my own. In essence, to utilize the full capabilities of these miraculous items, I needed to use them directly.

Arcanas had nigh infinite durability.

They contained Phenomenal Magic that could change the world and its very concept.