Heck, he wasn't just exceptional… he was monstrous!

'Impossible… he's absorbing principles that should take weeks to master and implementing them within hours…'

"Good genes?" Nero jested with a tired grin.

"Hmph. Don't get cocky, we're still getting started."

She responded with a snort as she tried to hide the turmoil within her heart

And then secretly, her different colored eyes glowed faintly as she analyzed him more carefully.

'... His mana adaptation rate is abnormally high. Each spell he performs seems to permanently integrate into your instinctive understanding. It's as if…'

Her thoughts trailed off, her expression shifting to both fascination and interest.

"Is that... bad?"

Seeing how she seems to keep her silence, Nero commented despite feeling the awe he could faintly feel through their connection.

"Bad? No. Better than average? Absolutely."

"... Alright."

He told with a chuckle as he thought to himself,

'Being a tsundere sure must be hard, huh.'

It would be a sight to see her being more honest with him.

"..."

Meanwhile, Luna's mind was already racing through implications, theories forming and reforming as she tried to understand the mechanism behind his accelerated learning.

'The summoning system. It has to be related to whatever granted him these abilities. But the efficiency is beyond anything documented...'

The Great Sage had found a puzzle that intrigued her.

And that was never a good sign for whoever became the subject of her curiosity.

But for Nero?

'Heh.'

He was beyond more than willing to entertain her as he found her reactions cute.

"Well then,"

Luna then prepared to run down the next basics and commonalities of different magic and types,

"Let's continue…"

***

Afternoon brought Aurelia's sword training, and with it, the angel's first real opportunity to assess Nero's development under the comprehensive program.

"Lord Nero's stance is now remarkable," she observed, circling him with a critical eye that had evaluated countless warriors over millennia. "Please show me Flowing Slice with magical enhancement. Proper form, controlled output."

"...!"

Nero shifted into position, his body moving with fluidity that made Aurelia's mind pause.

His movements are sharper than this morning.

More refined.

As if he's already integrated corrections she hasn't even given yet.

He channeled mana through the technique Luna had drilled into him hours earlier.

The blade cut through the air with silver energy trailing behind, the power output steady and controlled.

*Whoosh!*

"... Excellent form," Aurelia assessed, her surprise carefully masked. "Now do it 20 more times. Maintain consistent power output throughout."

The repetition began, but unlike previous training sessions where Nero's technique gradually degraded from exhaustion, each strike remained remarkably consistent.

3rd repetition: adequate execution.

5th repetition: muscle memory solidifying.

10th repetition: movements becoming instinctive.

By the 15th repetition, Aurelia noticed something that made her golden eyes widen imperceptibly.

'He's not just maintaining form. He's refining it. Self-correcting micro-adjustments that I would normally need to point out explicitly.'

17th repetition: the technique had evolved beyond what she'd initially demonstrated.

20th repetition: Nero had unconsciously optimized the movement for his own comfort.

"..."

Aurelia stood silent for a long moment after the final strike, her mind processing what she'd witnessed.

In a single afternoon, Nero had progressed through what should have taken weeks of dedicated practice.

Not through raw talent or innate genius.

But through methodical adaptation, each repetition builds on the last with frightening efficiency.

'This is...'

Her thoughts drifted back to the month they'd spent together before now.

The way he'd struggled with basic sword forms initially.

The gradual improvement that had seemed normal, if slightly faster than average.

But this...

This was something entirely different.

'What changed? The comprehensive training? The accumulated development? Or has this potential always existed, simply requiring the right pressure to manifest?'

"... Nero," she said quietly, using his name without the title for the first time during training. "When did you last sleep properly?"

"Last night. Why?"

"And you've trained with Velraeth for four hours, studied magic with Luna for four hours, and now spent five hours on sword technique. That's 15 hours of intensive physical and mental activity with minimal rest."

She stepped closer, her golden eyes studying him intently.

"By all rights, you should be collapsing from exhaustion. Yet your performance hasn't degraded. If anything, you're improving as we progress."

"Good stamina?" Nero offered with a slight grin.

"No human has stamina that defies physiological limitations this abruptly."

Aurelia's analytical mind worked through possibilities, each one more improbable than the last.

"Lord Nero... you're not merely learning these techniques. You're evolving with them. Each hour of training is producing results that should require days or weeks of practice."

She met his eyes directly, her expression carrying rare uncertainty.

"I've trained countless warriors across centuries. I've witnessed prodigies and geniuses whose talent defied common understanding. But none of them developed this rapidly without... without something extraordinary at work."

"Maybe I'm just motivated?"

"Motivation doesn't rewrite the fundamental laws of skill acquisition."

Aurelia's wings rustled with her agitation, a tell she rarely displayed.

"What you're achieving isn't just impressive. It's approaching the realm of impossibility."

"... Heh."

To that Nero could only chuckle without giving a proper answer for now.

As for the reason for this absurdity that surprised them?

Well, he definitely knew the reason why.

And as usual, it's because of his <<???>> glitched portion of the system.

One of the broken feature there is this,

===

– [Omni-Mimesis] –

Every technique, spell, or action observed is internalized with impossible clarity. What others struggle to learn in decades, you master in a few days, far beyond their original intent. (5000% Skill Comprehension)

===

'Broken AF indeed.'

He could still faintly remember the first time he saw this.

His eyes went wide, and he could exactly hear how Aria choked when he explained to her this section along with other "features".

Nero would tell his waifus in due time but for now…

'Let's grow in silence shall we?'

He smirked to himself as he would make sure to make a complete use of this feature and the rest of them.

***

Evening training with the R-tier combat specialists revealed the full extent of Nero's accelerated development.

Techniques that should have required weeks of repetition to integrate into muscle memory were demonstrating functional competence after single sessions.

Grappling. Joint locks. Throws. Strikes.

Each one absorbed and refined with speed that left the others for a practical evaluation exchange bewildered glances.

"Master Nero," one of them finally asked hesitantly. "Have you... trained in martial arts before?"

"Not really. Why?"

"Because you're executing counter techniques that normally require months of drilling. And you learned them today."

"Just paying attention."

"Attention doesn't account for this level of physical integration."

The instructor demonstrated a complex throw that required precise timing and weight distribution.

"This technique alone usually takes students three weeks to perform reliably. Watch carefully."

She executed it flawlessly, her movements fluid and controlled.

"Now you try."

Nero replicated the throw on his first attempt, his body instinctively understanding the biomechanics despite never having performed it before.

"..."

The instructors fell silent, their professional experience unable to rationalize what they'd witnessed.

***

Night study revealed perhaps the most shocking development of all.

Luna's magical theory homework, designed to challenge students over multiple days, was completed in hours.

Aurelia's tactical scenarios, meant to stimulate strategic thinking through prolonged analysis, were solved with frightening speed.

Even Velraeth's weapon maintenance lessons, which required careful attention to detail and craftsmanship principles, were absorbed almost instantly.

Nero sat at his desk, surrounded by completed assignments, his mind still sharp despite nineteen hours of intensive training.

The clock showed 11:47 PM.

'Today was... productive.'

The understatement of the century.

He'd survived Velraeth's combat assessment and earned her genuine respect.

He'd shocked Luna with a magical aptitude that shouldn't exist.

He'd demonstrated progress in sword technique that left even Aurelia uncertain.

And he'd done it all while maintaining enough energy to complete hours of academic work afterward.

'The Omni-Mimesis, and Singularity Archive… what broken abilities.'

One is an instant learning hack for all the input his senses can pick up, another is an automatic skill absorption.

Both of which are abilities that definitely did not exist during his first system.

And not to mention,

"..."

Nero looked at the glitching <<???>>.

It definitely feels off…

Like it's a glitch or bug of some sort…

Because when he opened and looked at its description the first time he looked at it… this is what he saw,

===

<<??? (NULL) – [Unawakened]>>

Description: System status and levels cannot define who you are… for you have exceeded the limit of what could be possible within ■■■■… You are the embodiment of ■■■■■■■■■■■■■ and ■■■■■■■. A ■■■■■■ in the system.

===

'... Weird.'

Definitely.

Especially those redacted words, as if purposely censored or something.

Well… receiving this kind of broken thing is an oddity in itself.

It's giving him the mixed feeling of elation and wariness at something so foreign and abrupt.

And that begs the question…

'Just what the hell is going on?'

The mysterious Waifu Summoner system… the Earth Rebirth System restraining him, and now this one?

"Haaahhh…"

Nero sighed as he could already smell the deep mess of a lore into this thing.

'Whatever, thinking unnecessarily would only stress me out.'

That's right. It's pointless to think and derive situations with little to no evidence or information.

What matters is the fact that he could exploit it to get stronger.

"..."

Nero's lips curved into a slight smile as he thought of ways on how to improve himself for tomorrow, before his consciousness was shut off peacefully.

***

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