"To begin with… you're trash."
Eugene Hall's words hurt more than the attacks of the Invasion Navy that killed me.
That reminded me, did he kill the Invasion Navy? He must have.
"Why so…" I asked. There was no denying that fact anymore, at least. I was most certainly nothing but trash as I was now. Even more so compared to him.
"To begin with. What the hell are you doing spreading out your resources so much? Your skills are a mess."
"A mess? But I've always been able to use them to their full potential."
"It's not at full potential if it can't even scratch anything," he seemed pretty pissed at me. "Blades are only good when they're sharp. You have no focus, no sharpness."
I crossed my arms, it wasn't all that wrong.
"What level is your Ki and Mana at?"
"I am at the cusp of Aether and Soul Ki…"
