“One in a quintillion? An Irregular?”

“Hmm. I guess you weren’t aware of what others call existences like you. Yeah, you’re called an Irregular, one out of a quintillion.”

With his index finger, Manbo wrote out the characters for ‘one in a quintillion’ on the coffee table. As his gaze followed Manbo’s finger, Yongno realized what Manbo was saying.

“That… is a statistical figure.”

“Right. It’s used to convey how rare of an existence you are.”

Statistically, Yongno and the other two Heaven above the Heavens shouldn’t have existed. It was improbable that Earth, which had a population of fewer than ten billion humans, could produce three Irregular beings. A quintillion was 100,000 times Earth’s population, so having even one Irregular was unlikely. Yet, there were three.

“Could this be possible because it’s Earth?”

Earth was a very [special] environment. There, no existences had spiritual pathways, and there were three Irregulars.

Mana existed everywhere in the universe, and though there were some differences in mana capacity based on location, it wasn’t easy to find another place quite like Earth, where spiritual pathways were non-existent.

“Even...