383  382:  Nature of Your Talent

    {That is not the reason, Master. It''s because there''s insufficient information about this place in the Perceptual Nexus Repository.}

    When Corey heard these words, he became so shocked and confused that for an instant, he completely forgot about the pile of bones in front of him.

    Although this happened, he regained his composure due to the actions of one of his stars of consciousness, which was responsible for controlling his body if his main consciousness was unable to.

    However, Corey was still immensely shocked and baffled by what he heard.

    Sure, he knew that despite him having the talent- Omniscience, he was far from being Omniscient.

    When the apocalypse began, and he was given his talent, he remembered that he had complained about how useless his talent was since it did not give him immense knowledge or any Omniscient ability.

    However, that thought changed when he discovered his talent skill- Record.

    Record seemingly had the ability to give him every single piece of information about whatever being he was able to Record.

    Not only did Record give him information on the stats of any being he was able to Record, but Record was even able to give him detailed information on the external and internal structure of the being.

    In fact, if he Recorded a being long enough, and he was much stronger than the being, Record could even give him the behavioral habits of the being and even the age of the being.

    When Corey realized this at some point in the Underworld, he came to realize that Record was most likely the core ability of his talent- Omniscience.

    Even if he was meeting a new beast, monster, person, thing, or being for the first time and had no information on it, Record had the ability to give him this information as long as he looked at the person long enough.

    Corey had not become an Omniscient being who knew every single thing after getting his talent, no, what he became was a being who could obtain information of a being from seemingly out of nowhere. The only requirement was to look at the being long enough.

    Corey raised his brows as he could vividly feel the anxious tone in Chucky''s voice. Was he meant to feel pity because of that?

    ''Well, I''m not going to apologize for ''waking'' you up early. What''s done is done. Besides, haven''t you heard that waking up late is bad for your health?'' Corey replied indifferently with a mental shrug.

    Chucky said nothing, but he heard a scoff of contempt from him later on, and the connection between them went silent.

    Barely two seconds had passed since Chucky spoke to him, and just as he was about to focus on the pile of bones in front of him, Nina''s voice resounded in his mind.

    [I wasn''t sure if I should tell you, but after thinking about it, I think I should.]

    Corey became confused, ''Tell me what, Nina?''

    [About the nature of your talent.]

    Corey''s gaze sharpened, and his expression became serious. If there was one person he was sure would know about his talent or the reason why Record was not working, he was sure it was Nina.

    Although he knew he could have asked her, he had made it a habit to not depend on Nina. In fact, unless it was related to Hell, The Paragons, and The Supremes, he rarely asked her anything since he didn''t want to depend on her so much. He also knew that Nina liked it when he rarely asked her questions and chose to figure out the answers himself.

    Because of this, he was surprised when Nina chose to tell him about the nature of his talent.

    ''Go on.'' He said, with a tinge of curiosity and anxiousness in his heart.

    [The thing is, your talent is not really Omniscience.]

    Corey tilted his head slightly and frowned, ''If it''s not Omniscience, then what is it?''

    [The truth is that those... things you call Stars of Consciousness... are actually the Soul Origins of the dead gods of your Universe.]