"I get it now. How did I never think of using my ability to recover my lost memories?" Jin narrowed his eyes. "Someone must be preventing me from doing it."
"You're right. But the question is, who?" Albedo pondered.
"Let's find out."
Jin's innate ability, "Mathematician," allowed him to see everything as numbers and manipulate them as he wished.
By using his ability, Jin glimpsed his lost memories. It was then that he discovered all his memories of his mother and sister had been sealed.
'It has to be that old man,' Jin thought, his anger rising.'Fine, I need to fixed this first.'
[Mathematician: forgotten memories +1]
He let out a deep sigh, feeling the weight of his forgotten past. With a quiet hope that the memories would soon comeback to him, he slowly closed his eyes. The familiar darkness behind his eyelids offered little comfort, but he clung to the thought that, the fragments of his lost memories would surface and fill the empty spaces in his mind.
He waited and waited, but still, there was no sign of the memories returning. A growing sense of frustration gnawed at him. What's going on? he wondered, his thoughts racing. His ability had never taken this long to work before. In the past, he could manipulate numbers and retrieve information effortlessly, yet now, something was different. He couldn't make sense of it. Why was the seal on his memories still so stubbornly in place? He had done everything right, used his ability to its fullest, and yet the memories remained locked away, as if something— or someone—was deliberately keeping them out of reach. His confusion deepened, blending into anger.
"Damn it!" he cursed, his frustration bubbling over. His mind raced as his thoughts accelerated, enhancing the limits of his ability to process information at an inhuman speed. To him, the world outside seemed frozen in time, each second stretched into eternity. In this suspended state, he unleashed Mathematician again and again, determined to break through the barriers that held his memories captive.
Hundreds of attempts turned into thousands, his mind calculating at a furious pace. He pushed harder, into the millions, billions, then trillions, refining every possible equation, searching for the tiniest flaw in the seal. But no matter how many times he tried, the outcome was always the same—nothing.
Each failed attempt only deepened his frustration, the silence in his mind becoming unbearable. How could his ability, which had never failed him before, be powerless now? It was as if something far greater than his own will was at play, mocking his every effort.
'Are those Outer Gods blocking it. No....no even they couldn't stop mathematician.'
Jin invoked Mathematician once more, but this time he shifted his focus. Instead of targeting the seal on his memories, he directed his efforts toward overcoming the resistance itself.
"W-What?! This can't be," Jin stammered, his voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and confusion. His gaze fixed on the unfolding scene, his heart racing as he struggled to process the shocking revelation. The evidence before him was both astonishing and perplexing, challenging the very fabric of his understanding.
He found himself unable to accept the truth, his mind grappling with the implications. The result was clear and undeniable: the figure behind the resistance was none other than himself— or more precisely, he from the past. The sight was both unsettling and enigmatic, leaving Jin with a sense of foreboding. How could this be? What hidden layers of reality had he uncovered? The mystery of his own identity and past actions loomed before him, shrouded in shadows and unanswered questions.
"You! Why are you stopping me?" He screamed in anger.
[Mathematician: Complex Calculation]
Jin began to calculate time itself, leveraging his ability to manipulate all numbers to gain control over temporal dynamics. Since he could perceive everything in numerical terms, he attempted to apply this to time.
Observing something, like the durability of a barrier, was straightforward; it appeared as a simple number, such as 3476 or 5678. However, time presented a far more complex challenge. It was governed by an infinite array of intricate mathematical formulas.
Controlling time wasn't a matter of simple addition or multiplication. While he could restart the stop time by incrementing it with a single unit like he did when Albedo stopped time or he could accelerate it by adding larger values, this control only affected the flow of time, not time itself. Manipulating the flow was manageable, but delving into the past or future proved to be exceedingly difficult, fraught with complexity that eluded even his advanced capabilities.
Yet Jin had done it before, despite the difficulty. Through his repeated attempts, he had learned an important lesson: time manipulation required utmost seriousness, as careless use could lead to unintended consequences. While stopping time was manageable, he knew that any further manipulation of time demanded great caution to avoid undesirable outcomes.
"Now, who is this version of me that sealed my memories?" Jin wondered as he peered through the intricate layers of time. What unfolded before him was both unexpected and deeply unsettling. He saw a younger incarnation of himself, no older than five or six years, standing alone in the midst of a burning mansion. The inferno around him roared with a relentless fury, casting flickering shadows on the walls.
The child Jin appeared bewildered and disoriented, his small frame dwarfed by the devastation surrounding him. Beside him lay the lifeless body of a woman, her presence hauntingly silent amidst the chaos. The scene was filled with an eerie sense of finality and sorrow, leaving Jin with a profound sense of dread. It was a moment frozen in time, revealing a part of his past he had never fully understood—an unsettling glimpse into the origins of the memory seal and the darkness it concealed.
As Jin struggled to comprehend the unfolding scene, a new resistance emerged, forcing him to pull away from his view of the past. He narrowed his eyes in recognition; he understood the source of this interference. It was another version of himself—this time from the future.
"W-What the hell is going on? Why are you stopping me from learning about my own past?"
[Mathematician: Emotions × 0]
In an instant, his agitation subsided. He straightened up, placing his hands together, closed his eyes.
[Mathematician: Innate World, Blank Page]
Jin opened his eyes to find that the surroundings had completely vanished, replaced by an endless expanse of pure, unbroken white. He was now immersed in the inner world of his innate ability, Mathematician. Each innate ability was associated with a unique realm, accessible only to its wielder, and these realms were known as innate worlds.
For Jin, his innate world manifested as a boundless, pristine void of white, akin to a vast, blank canvas stretching infinitely in all directions. This empty space was not merely a backdrop but a dynamic environment where the potential of countless numbers awaited realization. The whiteness of the void was stark and unyielding, symbolizing both the vastness and the purity of his mathematical power. It was as if the world itself was a blank page, ready to be inscribed with the infinite equations and formulas that Jin could conjure. The stillness and emptiness of this realm underscored the immense possibilities and the profound responsibility that came with his ability.
"So this is what an innate world is like," an unexpected voice echoed through the white void.
"How did you get here?" Jin asked, taken aback.
It was Albedo, standing next to Jin, observing the blank page with wide, fascinated eyes.
"I don't remember inviting you." Jin asked.
"Oh, since you were coming here, leaving me alone. I decided to come along."
"Did you now, but how?"
[Mathematician: Information calculation]
Using Mathematician Jin indentified Albedo's dragon heart.
'No wound he could come here! What a incredible ability! Just how did he obtained that dragon heart?' Jin observed the dragon heart.
"So you find out."
"You know it from the start."
"Yes, I can see through time just fine." He smiled.
Jin was reluctant to admit it, but Albedo was much more adept at time manipulation than he was.
"Why did you tell me?" Jin questioned. "Are you trying to manipulate me or something like that."
"No, not at all. I just want you to know the truth. I understand what it's like."
Jin studied Albedo intently, his gaze lingering on the lime-green eyes that seemed to hold a world of secrets. Though he chose not to speak, he couldn't ignore the profound sadness that lay beneath Albedo's composed exterior. The eyes spoke volumes, revealing a deep sorrow veiled by a facade of calmness. Jin recognized this silent pain all too well; it was a reflection of his own experiences. His own eyes, after all, also harbored similar depths of grief and hidden anguish. The shared understanding between them was palpable, as if their eyes had been through similar trials and tribulations, binding their silent struggles together.
"So, what are you gonna do." Albedo asked.
"Nothing much," Jin smirked. "If I'm not good enough on my own, I'll just make a new me."
"Make a new what?" Albedo asked, genuinely surprised. For a long time, having the ability to see the future had rendered him nearly impervious to astonishment. However, things had recently changed. Albedo had begun encountering situations that could still surprise him, such as his encounter with Jasmine. Since arriving in this innate world, he had been unable to foresee the future, marking a rare and unsettling shift in his abilities.
[Mathematician: Number copy]
[Mathematician: Number rewrite]
Using number copy, Jin copy his own existence. And then applying number rewrite, Jin rewrite his own existence. Making two perfect duplicate of himself.
Using the Number Copy technique, Jin duplicated his own existence. Then, by applying Number Rewrite, he altered reality, creating two perfect duplicates of himself.
"Incredible, both of your clone have equal power as the real body. It far more than clone, it's like the perfect clone."
"Yes, they are just like me. No change at all."
"Just how did you do that?" Albedo observed closely,"I see it's like copying a file from a folder and paste it elsewhere."
"Folder... What?"
"Oh, you are not that familiar with the current technological advancement, right."
"Well I was in the forbidden land."