++ Infinite Magical Power ++ In a world where magic defines status, our protagonist, born of nobility and commoners, faces a harsh reality. Labeled as 'magicless' by the society's rigid standards due to a flawed assessment, he becomes a target for ridicule and persecution, treated like less than a human by those who once claimed kinship. Yet beneath the surface lies a powerful truth: he possesses an INFINITE reservoir of magical energy, a gift that could change everything. As he endures the relentless cruelty of his peers, determination ignites within him. No longer will he be the victim; he will rise from the shadows and unleash the true extent of his magic. "You all will eventually realize... that I have infinite magical power!"
"Alright... it worked."
Rest let out a sigh of relief, confirming the success of his strike.
His original spell, Amaterasu, which gathered sunlight and unleashed it as a devastating beam, had lived up to its reputation once again. Even the Lord of the Wastelands had fallen to it in the past, and now, it had fulfilled its purpose in this critical battle.
The beam that Rest had fired burned through a portion of the rebel army, swallowing entire battalions in radiant destruction. He had purposely dispersed the light this time, widening the area of impact. Though the power was diminished compared to its most focused form, the results were still catastrophic: seven thousand soldiers, roughly ten percent of the enemy force, were incinerated by the sunlight.
(If I had focused the beam more, there wouldn't even be ashes left. But spreading it like this... this is about the level of damage I expected.)