Even though he could use the moves copied by his infinite eyes whilst they were still on cooldown, that was only in theory. The techniques he used contained immense strength, but that also came with immense risk.
The only reason these techniques didn't tear apart Licht's pathetically weak body because his infinite eyes allowed him to perfectly control it; without that, Licht would be nothing but a brittle glass cannon.
No, He wouldn't even qualify as a glass cannon because a glass cannon could at least fire once. He would shatter before he even pulled the trigger.
"If only," he muttered bitterly, staring up at the ceiling. "If only there were a way to rid myself of this cursed trait…"
Just as he was about to slip into despair, a sudden thought stirred at the edge of his mind
Yes. There is a way.
The trait that plagued him, the flaw that bound his body it wasn't permanent.
It could be alleviated for a brief moment.
