First things first, I need to get stronger—and fast. Before the other Jack entered my reality, my goal was simple: to obtain Divinity within a couple of years. But now, that goal feels almost trivial. What I truly need is to reach the level of Seraphim, to command a Divine Power that rivals the very heavens.
To achieve that, I'll need every ounce of help I can muster, drawing on everything I've learned from the other me. The stakes are higher than ever, and failure is not an option.
"Seraphiel, I'm going to reach War Saint today," I declare.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" Seraphiel's eyes widen in shock, his voice laced with disbelief.
"You heard me," I reply, unwavering. "I'm going to reach the War Saint rank today, War God rank before the Festival begins, and you're going to help me achieve that."
