Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1528

Chapter 1528: Selected

"That... thing on your chest. Where did you get it?"

Atticus squinted at the tall man radiating a sinister aura before him, trying to make sense of the question.

’He’s interested in it?’

It was odd. The exo suit was a weapon whose capabilities had shocked even him, but there was no doubt where it came from. Eldoralth. The lower planes.

So why did it feel like this man knew exactly what it was?

There was only one way to find out.

"The lower planes."

"Hmm." Balanar brushed a hand over his chin. "Was it gifted to you by someone?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

Atticus paused for a moment, trying to measure the impact the information could have on him.

"My grandfather."

"Oh!" Balanar’s eyes lit up. "I never expected you to be a Scion. That would explain those impossible feats."

The mechanical voice echoed, announcing the challenged and challenger, territory age, then began collating data for theme selection. As expected, the abyss army had been at the eternal age.

Atticus frowned.

"A Scion?"

Balanar tilted his head. "You live in this world and yet don’t know what you are? A being born in the higher planes, sent down to ascend as a god and rise through rank to gain power."

’He’s mistaken.’

The man had already decided his grandfather was from a higher plane, and that the exo suit had come from there as well.

’But it reveals a lot about what he thinks.’

This wasn’t a baseless assumption. The certainty in Balanar’s tone made that much clear.

’He thinks the exo suit is from a higher plane.’

Only Atticus knew how wrong that was.

’I need to know why he believes that.’

His expression didn’t change despite the revelation. His face remained still as he spoke.

"It seems you’re mistaken about something."

"Hm? And what might that be?"

"My grandfather is also from the lower planes," Atticus said evenly. "He gave it to me."

Balanar’s eyes narrowed sharply.

"Is this the truth?"

"Yes."

’I was correct.’

The reaction was immediate, and very telling. The man had been shaken by the revelation. That alone confirmed Atticus’ conclusion.

Still, a question lingered in his mind.

Had Balanar simply misjudged the exo suit’s origin because of its overwhelming capabilities, or was there something he himself was missing?

Atticus sifted through everything he knew.

’It was discovered in the human domain. By scientists.’

No higher plane being had given it to him. Not even the human domain had crafted it for him, they had merely found it, years before ever deciding to use it on him. His acquisition of the suit had been, by all accounts, pure chance.

But a small frown touched Atticus’ lips as one of Anorah’s lessons surfaced.

’Chance is a mask worn by intention.’

What appeared random was often design. Someone’s design.

His thoughts drifted to the life weapon at his waist.

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