Last Wish System

Yale was indeed without words hearing the feats of his grandfather. He had read about how usually grandfathers liked to speak about their past glory, but the story of his grandfather surpassed anything he could have imagined. In the end, Yale could only start to think highly of him.

"Well, he is a friend of the universe creator and the father of someone who also reached that level, it would have been weird if he wasn’t this much impressive."

Yale needed to think like that to finally believe that his grandfather was someone who couldn’t be looked down.

"Well thought! However, you also need to live to the expectations. You are my grandson and the son of someone at the level of the universe creator. Don’t die again for something so stupid as obtaining an Origin Path."

It wouldn’t be difficult for the Battle God to obtain an Origin Path for his grandson, and the same applied to Yale’s mother, but they were all forbidden to have contact with Yale because he already had a twisted enough fate due to being family with them. Thus, Yale had needed to rely on himself to obtain the Origin Path, which led to force his reincarnation.

"Don’t worry. I will definitely surpass you, so you don’t need to worry about my future achievements."

Yale felt his blood burning after learning so much about his family. Of course, there wasn’t any blood in a body created by his will, but that was the sensation he was feeling.

"Oh, such confidence is good, but it will be hard. In the real world, I can’t come in contact with you until you turn strong enough, but the Timeless Border doesn’t follow that rule, so I was thinking into something..."

Yale had a guess of what his grandfather was thinking just by his nickname which was the same as the name of a level that only he had reached.

"Let’s battle."

Indeed, it was just as Yale though, but he didn’t dislike the idea of battling against the creator of the Sword Essence.

"We have no weapons here, should we battle just with the fists?"

They didn’t have any items, so Yale felt that it was impossible battling with weapons.

"You can battle with the fists if you want, it isn’t a bad method. However, you can form weapons with your will, or how do you think your clothes appeared?"

Yale found that the words of his grandfather made sense because they weren’t naked, and after Yale tried it, a sword formed in his hand.

"It isn’t that difficult right? The Laws and Essences don’t exist here. The battle will be of pure ability. Remember that you won’t be able to use elemental Laws, or anything related to time, space, life, and death. You must focus on your body and weapons."

Yale’s battle style was focused a lot in the Laws and the Essences, so the situation was somewhat bad for him, but since his opponent could be considered the fourth strongest person in the universe and someone who created Essences like the Sword Essence, Yale felt that he should give thanks that there wasn’t Laws or Essences.

Of course, even in that situation, the Battle God wasn’t planning to battle seriously, or with the high control of his will, he would beat Yale just with pure strength. Instead, he had decided to alter the power of his will to be always equal to Yale’s will to make a fair battle.

"We can’t die here, and your consciousness won’t be harmed unless I intend to do it, so you can be at ease while battling."

The Battle God created a sword, but he didn’t take any battle stance.

"The sword was my first weapon and my favorite battle style when I was young, so I think that a clash of swords is quite good for starting."

Yale felt that although his grandfather didn’t seem to be on guard, his defense was perfect, and any attack would be easily blocked.

However, since Yale also felt that the situation wouldn’t change no matter how much he waited and that his grandfather let him have the first move, Yale attacked without restraining himself in the least.

The result was an instantaneous defeat before even Yale noticed how he was defeated.

"Very bad. If you want to battle against me with such a level, I don’t feel that you can learn anything. Well, you are still a little kid, but I was expecting something better from my grandson."

Yale felt that there was some disappointment in his grandfather’s words, and that was something that hurt him a lot. After all, Yale always wanted to have a family, so once he accepted that the Battle God was his grandfather, he wanted to leave a good impression on him even if he was just a shadow.

"I am just not used enough to battle in the Timeless Border. Again!"

Yale attacked again, but the result was the same as before. He repeated the process a thousand times before his grandfather spoke again.

"At least, I must admit that you are perseverant. That is also very important, but you still don’t understand your biggest mistake. If you don’t understand it, you will always end in the same way."

The Battle God was of those who thought that giving the answers was bad, so he only gave a clue hoping for Yale to understand it.

Yale could feel that his grandfather wasn’t using more strength than him, so he needed to admit that his grandfather’s prowess was impressive.

"As expected of the creator of the Sword Essence, I have yet to understand it completely, so how can I compare with him... Wait, isn’t this the main problem? He created it, so trying to use what I learned from the Sword Essence is the same as dooming to be inferior to him."

Although Essences didn’t exist in the Timeless Border, Yale remembered the moves, so he instinctually battled in the same way. That was a great point of the Sword Essence as it can be used even without relying on the essence.

However, it was just as Yale thought, and any move that came from the Sword Essence would be useless against the one who created it.

"It seems that you finally understood something. Come, show me if your understanding is enough to last more than an instant against me."

Yale attacked again, but he was still defeated in an instant. However, that time he managed to understand more about the Battle God’s swordsmanship, so it had been better than the previous times.

"This time I managed to block a bit your sword."

Yale smiled while he prepared to attack again.

"That is right, but that isn’t enough for you preventing being defeated in an instant."

The next attack ended with worse results than the previous one.

"Why? Since you knew perfectly the Sword Essence, I put some flaws to distract you, but it only worked a bit and once..."

The Battle God sighed.

"That idea might not be bad to sneak attack someone with higher understanding about the sword than you but doing it twice will be useless. It is true that even Essences can’t be considered perfect and that sometimes deviating a bit is good to increase flexibility against a superior opponent. However, against someone who truly understands about the sword and who is also on guard to the added flaws, it is even easier to exploit those flaws than by reading your moves due to a better understanding about the Sword Essence."

Yale didn’t feel bad for failing to obtain a victory since winning wasn’t even a possibility on his eyes, but at least he wanted to battle a bit and not being instantly defeated.

However, he felt that there was no way to make his swordsmanship good enough to avoid being instantaneously defeated.

"Maybe that is cheating, but I can try."

Having that thought, Yale decided to change his strategy. He felt that since his grandfather considered him a little kid, he wouldn’t be angry if he played a little trick.

Yale attacked again, and he was thrown away in an instant, but he remained in a battle pose even after that. Although he had been defeated again, it was clear that that time the defeat in the exchange hadn’t been equivalent to losing the battle.

"That is right. I let your words about a clash of swords affect me making me forget that I can also use my other hand and my legs to attack you."

In the previous exchange of hits, Yale also used a second sword and his left leg to attack the Battle God, which was enough to prevent a complete defeat like before.

"That is right. You must be flexible and not let the opponent drag you to the battle style they choose."