Re-Awakening: I Ascend with a Legendary class - Chapter 495: Ultimate Breakout (10), True Concepts
Chapter 495: Ultimate Breakout (10), True Concepts
Almond was going straight towards Oblivion’s core to meet with him as the five seals were broken.
’You won’t take it!’
Suddenly, he felt a strange threat to his life and instantly phased into a thousand clones using 10,000 Grim Power. Each clone was exactly the same, while he himself used Voiderran Nihil Cloak, using 7000 Grim Power.
He had put 100,000 in Grim Power out of 400,000 total he had. Life Power was at 200,000 and Trinity Power at 100,000.
He increased his Life Power even more because even at 100,000 Trinity Power, his move-set’s power exceeded even those offense-based monsters who had 300,000 Trinity Force.
So if he had more Life Power, he would have more energy to spend, more vitality, and more toughness.
The instant the air thickened with the influence of the monster that gave of a threat to his existence, Almond’s thousand clones burst out in all directions—each one shifting through phase-space, distorting the battlefield into a chaotic lattice of afterimages. Every clone swung its blade once, creating arcs of compressed void, its edges humming with a resonance that gnawed at the dragon-monster’s scales.
’So tough?’
That blade attack he released specifically was his full power. But some scales he damaged have already healed.
Suddenly, Grimworld Tree’s laughter echoed in his mind.
’Almond, it’s over. This is the only monster that has the power of True Concept in it. A power that one can freely wield at the cost of nothing, in a sense. But not everyone can awaken True Concept.’
Time Space was twisting, one second stretching into thousands as Almond was prevented from reaching Oblivion’s core, to give the final touch to awaken it and communicate with it.
’You will never reach Oblivion, Almond Regalon Crowshade! Prepare to spend your days in eternal salvation.’
The draconic monstrocity that was behind Almond bypassed him before arriving in front of him, its form a serpentine fortress of obsidian and fractal light, twisted in the void. Each motion was backed by a true concept—Eternal Severance—which sliced reality into predetermined outcomes. Every strike it made was fated to connect. The air tore into bleeding rifts as its claws came down, and even Almond’s phasing clones were being unstitched at the edges.
Almond could still redirect and confuse this Eternal Severance, making sure his clones were connected instead of himself.
But it also told him a terrifying truth. If he got hit, he would die 100%. A true death.
However, judging from Grimworld Tree’s words, Almond knew that Grimworld Tree wouldn’t let him die, but his fate would likely be worse than death.
But Almond’s main body—concealed beneath the Voiderran Nihil Cloak—slipped between the threads of fated outcomes, feeling the dragon’s killing intent pass inches from his soul. His swords pulsed, not with any technique, but with a strange, alien rhythm in his chest. It wasn’t skill. It wasn’t even an intention.
The death looming around him made his emotions rage with the intent to kill that monster, a honed instinct of his soul, something borne out of his stubbornness and never giving up.
To him, the most successful way to get out of his predicament of eternal slavery in the next few seconds was only one.
To become stronger, to break his current limit, attain higher power, and kill that damn dragon.
It was a principle.
The dragon unleashed a spiral of annihilation, its breath transforming the space ahead into something that had never existed. Dozens of Almond’s clones were shredded instantly, fading into motes of spent Grim Power. The last dozen leapt forward, converging into the main body in a seamless fusion of motion.
His dual swords locked into a parallel grip. His heartbeat slowed. His mind quieted.
’It can cut until its fated outcome…’
’Weak.’
And something opened.
A whisper in the dark of his spirit:
“The cuts of my blades never return lossless.”
“Everything that can be cut… will be cut.”
“Everything I want to cut… must be cut.”
The name formed without him meaning to: Grim-Fated Cut.
It was nothing like a technique—no expenditure of Grim Power, no amplification of Life or Trinity energy. It was reality aligning with a rule.
He swung once.
No light, no sound—just a sudden collapse of meaning. The dragon’s body, its concept of “being uncuttable”, even its connection to the fated outcomes it commanded… ceased. The line Almond had drawn wasn’t through flesh—it was through the idea of the dragon’s existence.
Fragments of thought, power, and history are scattered like dry leaves. The beast’s eyes flickered with incomprehension, then dimmed into nothingness before its body even began to fall.
The void snapped shut.
Almond exhaled. His hands still gripped his swords, but the edges hummed with a faint trace of that Grim-Fated Cut—something new, dangerous, and unshaped.
Behind him, the echoes of the swing lingered, like a scar in the world that might never heal.
And they were bound to never heal. Grimworld Tree was crying out in pain because this slash of Almond’s True Concept he birthed had a Grim-fate in it, determined by Almond…To Remain Broken.
Almond shot through one of the rifts before speeding away, unleashing another Grim-Fated Cut with his swords, creating a massive X in the space, bursting right out in the center of this prison.
Oblivion, a terrifying mouth made of dark green oily-sheen mouth and glistering white teeth with golden patterns, was floating, bound by strange prism chains.
Almond’s dual swords glinted, releasing invisible slashes that cut off the chains without much resistance.
’Noooooo! Noo! Damn it!’
’How? He didn’t even enter Grimverse yet, but even if it was possible, how did he manifest his True Concept so easily?’
Grimworld Tree cried out in pain as these new attacks of Almond were doing significant damage and pain to him.
In return, Almond was absorbing huge amounts of energy because everything he cut and destroyed was inturn absorbed by him. He stored this energy into the Spirit Voiderran Realm’s Eternal Spire.
That energy was pure and could be used to replenish Life Power.
“Oblivion,” Almond called out and stretched his hand.
He didn’t say anything else. He just looked at this mystical being who lived on pure principles.
His eyes already told Oblivion what he desired.
Oblivion also knew that a being like it had limited options.
To be captured by stronger beings of Grimverse now that this cosmoverse was going to be completely destroyed. A fate worse than death.
Try to struggle and call out to Grimverse to be rescued. A safe, but uncertain option because Grimverse could take its time. Grimverse prioritized Origin Beings of higher-tiered cosmoverses.
Reside in someone willingly, becoming one of their True Concepts.
Oblivion concluded that the third option was the best option. The person it had favored had more than enough potential to be its master.
Oblivion’s gaze lingered on Almond’s extended hand. The golden patterns in its teeth glimmered faintly, like a code running through the marrow of existence.
The glowing oily green sheen rippled outward from its vast mouth, folding space around it. Almond felt the fabric of reality bend toward him as Oblivion dissolved, not into pieces, but into conceptual essence—a core truth without mass or form.
A single heartbeat later—
The prison collapsed.
Almond stepped through the fractured remnants of the rift, and the battlefield roared into view. Waves of titanic, warped monsters surged toward everyone as they did their best to survive and annihilate the monsters.
As soon as Almond appeared in the same plane as them, everything froze. The chaos of the battle muted. The shadows deepened. His presence was not loud—it was heavy, like a law suddenly declared.
“Scatter away.”
A rain of slashes like shooting stars surged from diagonal space, as wide as a 300-meter curtain of slashes that instantly shredded away thousands of monsters.
[ Time to move, everyone. Grimworld Tree has no power to stop us anymore. We collect the other four origin beings and break out of this crap tree. ]
Almond’s eyes flickered as he took everyone back to the Spirit Voiderran Realm.
[ Recover for an hour, and then we’ll go again. You must have gotten ideas about your moves and gained insights on where to improve with this first practice battle with your newfound powers.]
Indeed. Everyone had ideas, and they wanted to improve their combat power as soon as possible.
Almond’s Combat Power was measured at 1,737 Power in his Grimverse status, but that was at the suppressed stage of peak 4-star Resident.
Lily’s combat power was measured at 439.
Admiral Rudra’s combat power was 432.
The others had lower than 150.
But Almond’s combat power was high because True Concept was a major contributor to it. He got a huge boost in power because of it. And then, after he got Oblivion, a second True Concept, he got another boost of power.
“Almond, what was that power?”
Lily asked Almond, her eyes intensely curious. She wanted to attain a power like that.
Everyone also gathered, curious.
That move of Almond annihilated the strongest of monsters as well as the weaker ones, all the same.
And the chasm of broken void it left, along with a scream that everyone heard, meant that Almond dealt a crazy amount of damage.
They could see his combat power was way higher than his status, since everyone was on the same team.
“True Concept. I think all of us can at least manifest one True Concept without difficulty because each of us has gathered enough potential for it.”
[ That’s right. Potential. It seems you clearly felt it, Almond. This is very important in Grimverse, and it’s one of the main currencies. You all will understand everything when we arrive in the Grimverse, but for now, just let your heart decide a form, a truth, a principle that resonates with you, your power, and your ego. That will become your first will-type True Concept. ]
“I couldn’t have said it better. That said, Oblivion must be a different type of True Concept. Which one is it?” Almond asked.
[ Yep. Oblivion is an origin-type True Concept. You will understand the difference between them later. ]
“Got it. For now, let’s finish the goal. Everyone, good luck manifesting your True Concepts.”
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