God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

[You don't expect everything to be within arm's reach, do you?] the system taunted, as Nolan's brows furrowed while he stared at the shop panel before him.

His mouth almost watered when he saw some incredibly powerful weapons and armor, whose effects were almost beyond his comprehension.

But just as quickly as the incredulous excitement washed over him, so did the despair.

Yet, Nolan had something different in mind.

"So, once I possess enough fragments, I can buy all of this. Even if I'm a weakling, if I possess that Shadow Cloak and the Stealth Dagger of Hecate, I should still be able to cleave through most of my enemies as silently as a shadow in the night!"

"The shop holds so much potential. So many ways to get myself out of trouble."

"If I get injured, I can use a healing potion."

"If an enemy's attack is too powerful, I can simply buy a Mythical-grade armor to boost my defense."

"If my attacks aren't working, I can try out multiple weapons until I find the one that works."

"With this shop, I am simply god-like!"

Nolan mused to himself, his eyes shining brightly.

Hundreds of ideas were running through his mind now—ideas of what he could become.

"The only thing that might impede me is the number of fragments I possess."

"How powerful would I be if I could buy everything in this shop?" Nolan wondered aloud, though the question was rhetorical.

[How powerful would you be? If right now, as you are, you suddenly came across an uncountable number of fragments and bought everything in this shop, you'd barely be as strong as that Death Guardian you met the other day,] the system replied, causing Nolan's eyebrows to furrow further.

That didn't sound right to him.

The Death Guardian seemed strong, but not to a level that made Nolan feel hopeless.

He was still willing to fight the guardian if the system hadn't told him to retreat.

When Nolan imagined himself facing his future self, wielding everything the shop had to offer, he couldn't even see a flicker of hope for the Death Guardian.

He expected such a future self of his to be to be far stronger than any creature he could currently remember in his memories.

There was no question about it but the system was saying otherwise.

"What do you mean by that? It seemed weak," Nolan asked the system.

[Nolan, don't be fooled,] the system warned.

[I can see now that you've unlocked the shop, the idea of doing nothing but trying to get fragments and unlock everything it contains seems more appealing to you than going out, training hard, and completing various quests.]

[ can see your focus slowly shifting from the hunger for strength to the hunger for fragments.]

[But, in all honesty, you'll be shooting yourself in the leg if you think that way.]

[Forgetting the fact that you can't even use 10% of all this equipment, even if you bought everything,] the system continued.

[Some of them work at full strength only if you possess the appropriate bloodlines.]

[Like that Knife of Hecate.]

[Unless you have Hecate's descendant bloodline, like Quinn, you'll only be able to use about 20% of its full strength.]

[That applies to the majority of the equipment as well.]

[The most powerful ones always have a condition, which the current you have yet to fulfill.]

[Without meeting these conditions, the power you will bring from these objects will pale compared to what it's supposed to be.]

The system explained to Nolan, whose expression slowly dropped.

"Well, here I thought I would from now able to walk the path of absolute strength and domination. Hopeless me!" Nolan called out with a saddened expression.

[You're not hopeless. If you truly want to use the power of every single object to its absolute limit,] the system said, piquing Nolan's curiosity.

"And what would I need?" he asked.

[You'll need fragments. A fearsome number of fragments.]

[A billion would do, but finding a billion fragments will be as difficult as going through hell and returning to tell the tale.]

The system's words caused Nolan's hope to diminish slightly.

He had thought he could easily acquire fragments by simply asking the system, but now it seemed the fragments wouldn't be so easily attainable.

While the system was no doubt a stingy and grumpy oldie. Nolan was sure if he bootliked enough the system shouldn't wicked him too much.

But that now seemed impossible as even the system was telling him that finding them would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

[And once you get the fragments, you'll need to possess every descendant bloodline that exists.]

[Every Greek descent bloodline, every Norse descent bloodline, every Egyptian bloodline, every Mesopotamian bloodline.]

[If you possess all of the bloodlines, then you should be able to use any artifact within the shop to its absolute limit.]

[And when you're truly capable of that, then I can tell you how strong you will be…]

Nolan's ears perked up.

"And how strong would I be?" he asked eagerly.

[As strong as a god. Unbeatable and untouchable, even by the Celestial Ones you adore and fear so much. Even the Nightmare Kings and Queens will bow to you in absolute subservience.]

[In short, you will be so strong, none in this plane of existence will be able to challenge you.]

[At that moment, you will have achieved the absolute freedom you have always longed for!]

[That is the true pinnacle of power!] The system declared grandiosely as Nolan's eyes slowly lost themselves to daydreams.

What would happen if one day he truly possessed enough power to unlock every single object in the shop and wield every descendant bloodline in the world?

Wouldn't he truly be absolute and unchallengeable?

Wouldn't he have achieved the peace and freedom he had always wanted in his past life?

How fulfilled would he be? How accomplished!

The feeling of such power would be something worth dying for.

But Nolan knew it wouldn't be easy—if not entirely impossible.