"Nothing much, just an experiment." Slayer commented casually, "I'm just interested to see if the Shaman King's child would inherit his powers."
"That'll never happen." The Shaman King said, "Those powers would vanish along with me. Everything in this world is balanced."
"And all my race's power is concentrated in me and me alone. Hence, I won't live long to prevent the other races from being oppressed or annihilated under my rule."
"Yeah, that's unfortunate." Slayer nodded, "If only you had a few more centuries to live, you'll be able to reach the peak of this world."
"And, that's what I'm hoping to see."
The Shaman King stared at Slayer for a good couple of minutes before asking solemnly, "Who the heck are you? I can't even see the depth of your strength."
"Well, someone at the peak?" Slayer tilted his head, saying casually, "That might be a good way to put it. But you see…"
