Chapter 3

His hand sparked with the charge of lightning, he could see the wrinkles in his hand, proof of his dying life span.

He was once handsome, he was once powerful, he was once influential, now, all his friends and family wait for him to die to get everything from his inheritance.

He knew non of his children were his, he knew all of his wives cheated on him, but he didn't care, he once never even knew they were his wives, not until his over his 70s.

A police officer called one day and to get his wife out of prison, he was confused about it and was told what happened, turns out that Tsunami punched another man and he called the police, and get her in jail.

All five of them took his signature and made him their husband in the household registration, this was going on for about 55 years, they apologize and he forgave them, 20 years later, he learned how children were made and birthed, he blushed up a storm after that and remembered that he was still a virgin, and he at least 3 children for each of his five wives.

He didn't want to be a bother and bring up old things, so he left it alone, now once he died his things would go to children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren who were even his own.

He had never once even kissed a girl in his life and he somehow has great-grandchildren, looking back, he very much so regret being so stupid.

And it was in his 90's that he thought of something, he remembered one of his magical history lessons in middle school, a battle that gives your soul and powers to another person.

A battle that once won gives the other person everything the original has and starts a new life.

The Shadow Duel, a battle that takes place in the mind of the original and dictates the outcome of the two souls, the two souls share abilities in this plane and a fight commences.

After the duel, the two souls fuse and the winner takes all, all their magic, talent, intelligence, and information, the two effectively become one.

Thinking of this, he thought that if he lost, then he will live another life and another person, effectively starting again, so he sought to learn everything he can, all magic, even the forgotten element, the void element, the element that takes the form of no other element, in the end, he still failed to learn everything.

And on his deathbed, he had only one chance, he visited an old friend and his pregnant wife, well they were no longer friends after a misunderstanding with his sister.

He challenged the unborn child to a shadow duel and set the rules to the best of the fighter's life unlike the baby that was aged up to 17 years old, he stayed the same, as his magical ability was the best at his current time.

In terms of talent, he was worthless, either magical or physical, zero talent, but he made up for it in reinforcement, the void magic he learned after his search for knowledge, it was the sole reason he could learn so much, without it, he wouldn't have gotten anywhere.

His magic application was so awful and uncreative, that a person who have never seen or used magic could use it better than he could.

He used levitation and attacked the best he could, he said that that was only the basics, but in truth, it was something only the talented could do, only the best of the best could use levitation, it takes a massive amount of mana and control to telepathically move an object.

He made the illusion of using earth clones, but his mana amount wasn't enough for the clones, it was a merely elemental substitution that every 5 year old knows, he then used teleportation quite a bit of time to make up for his old body, but he couldn't do it anymore as he no longer that much mana.

He was drained from the first 5 minutes of the fight, the rest was him merely on his last legs, conserving mana to defend, even this rock floating magic that every advance magic-user can do almost forever without strain as their mana would recover faster than it was used, but he had less mana then almost everyone else, so the recovery rate of mana is slower than others.

He was just an old man looking for a second chance in life, even in the end, he still gets reminded of how worthless he was.

His last attack was mostly just a flashy light show with the most the damage of the attack was in the special effect of {superconduct} when ice and lightning mixes, hoping for the chunks of ice raining down could do something.

But alas, in the end, seeing the rising eruption of flames reminded him again, that he was once again not worth anything.

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As the flames washed over the old man, his float rock crumbled into dust as he fell into the flames, his reinforcement wore off due to mana exhaustion.

Once sufficiently giving him 5th-degree burns, he promptly kept falling and splattered onto the ground.

If the fire didn't kill him, the 100ft drop sure did.

Momoe himself suffered 3rd-degree burns on his arms, in the long run, he couldn't manage the pain, and thus his brain purposely fell unconscious.