When he asked such a question, he had to decide for himself what was his beginning!
His beginning.
At this thought, a billowing storm of snow picked up around Noah.
And in the snow, an illusory image of a dilapidated apartment began to form in front of him as it displayed a scene from years ago!
It displayed the scene of him Looking at a glistening skill book that stated…[Fireball].
Yes. This was his beginning!
The moment that he awakened was his beginning.
When he did so, he had not yet formed his Tyranny and Quintessence and Cheats and all these other glamorous and glorious parts of him.
All he had was…
"Mana."
HUUM!
As he said these words, the illusory image of his younger self touched the skill book that disappeared into light into his body.
It acted as an initiator, as if something was turning a light bulb on. The illusory body of his younger self was then filled with boundless, intricate lines of Mana.
Mana!
"Oh, Mana!"
HUUM!
