Unrivaled in another world

[: 3rd POV :]

Daniel stood still, with his figure a solitary silhouette against the vast expanse of the Forbidden Continent.

The air hummed with a quiet intensity, but his thoughts were fixed on a singular task, the search for the White Mana Vein.

He clicked his tongue lightly, feeling the weight of the challenge settle in.

"Finding 1000 E-rank monsters is nothing," he murmured to himself.

"But tracking down the mana vein itself… that's the challenge."

His gaze flickered with resolve.

"Good thing I don't need to search like everyone else."

With a flash of violet light, his pupils shimmered—piercing, unnatural, and filled with boundless power, and the world around him seemed to bend, to warp, as though reality itself was being unravelled.

His sight stretched beyond the physical, beyond the horizon, far past the limits of his natural vision.

[: Eyes of Calamity: Far Sight :]

A pulse of energy surged through him, an expansion of perception that shattered all boundaries.

His vision soared across the land, his mind travelling as fast as thought, spanning valleys, mountains, and jungles.

He saw everything.

Gargantuan worm-beasts tunnelling deep beneath obsidian dunes, their bodies lined with crystal plates that shimmered in the fiery heat of the wastelands.

He saw towering horned giants, their colossal forms dragging broken trees behind them like crude weapons as they lumbered through forests of withered, charred wood.

He saw immense winged leviathans battling in the storm, their massive wings blotting out the sun as thunder crackled around them like an angry god's roar.

Each one, a threat.

Each one was an enemy to any who dared challenge them.

But to Daniel, they were mere obstacles in the grand scheme of things.

"Not yet," he muttered under his breath, dismissing the threatening figures with a flick of his mind.

Mountains passed under him as though they were nothing.

Canyons, burning fields, and ancient ruins flashed past in the blink of an eye—each one more foreboding than the last.

He continued, sweeping across the world, until his vision froze.

"…There."

His gaze locked onto a towering mountain range far in the distance, its jagged peaks rising like a broken crown in the sky.

And at the summit of one such peak, a nest caught his attention—vast, sprawling, and intricately woven from volcanic ash, obsidian, and molten feathers.

The temperature around it shimmered with an oppressive heat, the air pulsating with a palpable intensity that almost seemed to bend reality itself.

But Daniel wasn't looking at the nest.

His focus was drawn to the area below it, deep within the mountain's core.

A soft glow—pale, pure, and unearthly.

Cracks of crystalline light bled from the ground below, emanating a rhythmic, almost heartbeat-like pulse.

It was the unmistakable sign of a Mana Vein.

"...That glow..." Daniel's voice dropped to a whisper, his tone thick with realisation.

"That's it."

[: Eyes of Calamity: Status View :]

Daniel honed his focus, zooming in on the glowing veins beneath the mountain's surface.

A new panel appeared before him, detailing the nature of what lay buried there.

[: Underground Component: White Mana Vein :]

Grade: High-Purity

Depth: 13 meters below the surface

Extraction Possible: Yes

His lips curled into a satisfied smile.

"Found you."

But his eyes glinted with even greater excitement as he noticed something more.

The nest was no ordinary resting place.

It was teeming with life.

Fire burned in the heavens above, and as Daniel scanned the skies, he saw them.

Blazing figures that weaved and spiralled through the air like meteors, their wings crackling with fiery intensity.

They screeched, their wings shimmering with molten heat as they circled, unfurling their wings in a symphony of flame.

The data flowed through his mind, an intricate list of information flooding his senses.

[: Crimson Flarebeak :]

-Type: Fire-Affinity Aerial Beast

-Rank: E

-Level Range: 90 – 100

-Trait: Flame Plume (Wings ignite upon damage, releasing fiery projectiles)

-Bloodline: Lesser Phoenix Drake

-Innate: Molten Dive (High-speed fire dive that burns and explodes on impact)

-Talent: Scorching Winds (Burns the surrounding air, reducing projectile accuracy and aerial movement of enemies)

Number Detected: 1,043

Daniel's eyes gleamed with silent delight.

Over a thousand E-rank monsters, each one brimming with dangerous potential.

But beneath their fiery appearance, Daniel saw them for what they truly were—targets, nothing more.

"Over a thousand E-rank monsters..." he whispered to himself, a grin pulling at the corner of his lips.

"And a White Mana Vein right beneath their nest."

The plan was simple.

Kill the birds.

Harvest the stones.

And break through the ranks.

Two birds with one stone—literally.

The firebirds continued to shriek and wheel through the sky, unaware of the danger looming over them.

Their fiery forms danced like flames, flickering and twisting in the molten air.

Daniel's hand raised slowly, his fingertips crackling with Void energy.

The very atmosphere around him began to change.

The wind began to whip into an unseen vortex, the sky dimming in response to his rising power.

"…Time to claim my mountain," he said softly, his voice carrying a quiet, lethal promise.

[: Void Step :]

In a heartbeat, his figure vanished from the peak where he stood.

The only trace left behind was a gust of wind, the scent of destruction, and the crackle of Void energy filling the air.

On the other hand, the sky above the volcanic summit warped and shimmered with heat as Daniel emerged from the veil of space.

His body stood suspended in the air, his black and violet aura quietly coiling around him like a slumbering storm.

Below him, the nest of Crimson Flarebeaks instantly stirred.

Their instincts screamed danger with their wings ignited, screeches erupted, and flames surged.

Hundreds of flaming avian monsters took to the skies like a swarm of firebirds rising to defend their domain.

But amid their chaos, a singular, larger silhouette broke from the flock.

Its wingspan eclipsed the others. Its feathers shimmered like liquid magma, and from its eyes burned intelligence and dominance.

Molten Crimson Beak — the ruler of the nest.

It rose slowly, fire streaming behind it like a flowing cape, and hovered before Daniel, wings outstretched, its molten eyes narrowing into slits of contempt.

"Who are you, human—" the creature's voice boomed, ancient and deep, carried through an echo of flame and will, "—and how dare you invade my sky, my nest, my world?"

It didn't wait for an answer.

Its beak opened wide, and a blazing sphere of molten magma, forged with fury and pride, launched toward Daniel.

But the boy didn't even flinch.

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips as a subtle shift pulsed through his body.

[: Unleash: Reverse Cataclysm :]

The molten orb, upon touching the space around Daniel, did not explode.

Instead, it collapsed inward—its heat, pressure, and destructive essence absorbed into the swirling folds of void coiling around Daniel's form.

Not even the wind was disturbed.

"…You're going to need more than that," Daniel said coolly.

Molten Crimson Beak recoiled in surprise.

Its wings flared with anger, and with a cry of rage, it shrieked into the air, "Attack him! Burn him to ash!"

Thousands of wings ignited in answer.

Flaming dives, molten feathers, magma projectiles, burning winds—dozens of elemental attacks rained down upon Daniel from all directions, blotting out the skies with searing death.

But this time, Daniel didn't intend to remain passive.

He didn't want to easily let them hit him, hence he reached out his hand, and the air trembled.

[: Class Skill: Conqueror of Authority — Activated :]

It was a skill belonging to the class of 'The Conqueror', and it allows him to control and manipulate matter and elements. 

It was a terrifying skill that could allow him to control the attacks of his enemies' skills, and what makes this skill even terrifying is the fact that with all of Daniel's passive skills, he has thousands of multiplications towards element affinities. 

Meaning to say, he wouldn't have any problems or issues whenever he wishes to control and manipulate elements. 

A wave of command surged from his presence like divine pressure rippling through reality itself.

Fire itself screamed as its loyalty shifted.

The flames stopped before they could touch him.

Every burning projectile halted mid-air, frozen in place as though time had paused for them alone.

Then, slowly, elegantly, they turned.

All of the attacks—dozens, hundreds, thousands—gathered and spiraled into Daniel's outstretched palm, sucked in like threads being woven into a singular focus of raw elemental force.

The sky began to distort.

A searing orb began to form, forged from the stolen fury of every Crimson Flarebeak.

It shimmered—red, gold, white, then violet—as Daniel's power condensed the fiery chaos into something denser… heavier… divine.

The orb expanded, growing until it resembled a miniature sun—its surface bubbling, unstable, and humming with cosmic heat.

"Is that it?" Daniel's voice cut through the roaring blaze, calm and confident.

He looked at the sun he had forged from their own attacks, a ball of vengeance turned into his weapon.

Then, without hesitation, he thrust his hand forward.

The sun screamed as it launched downward, a roaring comet of wrath that split the clouds and shook the heavens.

The Flarebeaks scattered too late.

A second later, the world detonated.

A blinding sphere of solar destruction engulfed the entire summit.

Waves of infernal force blasted across the skies, melting stone, vaporising feathers, and reducing hundreds of firebirds to ash and echo.

The mountain shook violently, rivers of magma bursting from its cracks as if the earth itself mourned the loss.

Only silence remained afterwards.

A hollow wind howled through the smoke-filled air as ash drifted like snow.

And in the centre of it all, Daniel descended slowly, untouched, his boots landing upon the scorched edge of the ruined nest.

His violet aura pulsed with still-lingering authority.

Molten Crimson Beak's charred remains smouldered nearby, half-embedded in obsidian, its once-mighty frame reduced to a husk.

It was true after all that fire was a brother to destruction. 

Daniel didn't even look at it.

His eyes were already fixed below—deep beneath the cracked surface, where the glowing rhythm of the White Mana Vein still pulsed like a buried star.

A smirk crossed his lips.

"…One thousand E-Rank monsters down," he said, brushing invisible dust from his shoulder.

"Time to dig."