The outer courtyard was massive, but Neo and the other two found no path that could lead to Celestial Treasures or inheritances.

​It was then that a voice echoed:

​"Welcome, Trial Takers."

​All three of them turned to look, finding a massive mirror with a golden frame and a talking mouth at the top.

​"Oh, a talking mirror... This is quite interesting," Noir muttered.

​The mirror continued,

​"I am the Mirror of Truth. Answer ten questions truthfully, and you will earn the pass to the Inner Court where you will meet the exalted beings to let them choose you as their inheritor."

​Neo frowned, not liking the tone at all. After all, he had so many secrets to keep.

​"Is it ten questions for all of us, or ten for each?" Neo asked the mirror.

​"Ten for each," the mirror replied, smiling creepily.

​"Then we are leaving," Neo said, turning to leave, or perhaps to bluff the mirror.

​However, the mirror was completely unfazed, acting as if it did not care at all.

​Neo and the other two had no choice but to pause in irritation.

Zestia stepped forward first, her hands trembling nervously.

The mirror smiled,

​"Question one for the budding valkyrie. Who do you secretly wish to share a bed with tonight?"

​Zestia turned completely red. "N-Neo!" she squeaked, hiding her burning face in her hands.

​Noir eyes narrowed dangerously. "Oh? Is that so, little Zestia?"

​"Ha ha ha..." The mirror laughed wildly.

"Question two. What exactly do you do at three in the morning when you think everyone is asleep?"

​"I... I sneak into the inventory to eat all the enchanted honey cakes!" Zestia confessed, tears welling in her eyes.

​"Question three. What is hidden inside the false bottom of your spatial ring?"

​Zestia dropped to her knees, answering, "A massive collection of adult romance novels featuring dominant demon lords and runaway princesses!"

​Neo raised a single eyebrow. He didn’t know she had such interests.

​"Question four. What is your greatest, most irrational fear?"

​"Eight-legged cosmic space spiders!" she revealed while shivering..

​The mirror laughed and proceeded to bombard her with six more questions, completely exposing her embarrassing habits, her terrible singing practice in the shower, and her secret desire to grow taller.

By the end of it, Zestia was curled into a miserable ball on the floor, wishing the ground would swallow her whole.

​Noir stepped up next. Unlike Zestia, she was bold.

"Do your worst, antique."

​"Question one for the Fallen Angel. What is the most twisted, unspeakable fantasy you have regarding your master?"

​Noir happily detailed a highly specific questionable scenario involving Neo, unbreakable chains, a throne made of ice, and an absolute lack of clothing.

​Zestia covered her ears in sheer horror. Even Even Neo coughed awkwardly, looking entirely away from the intensely proud smirk on Noir’s face.

​"Question two, Exactly how many times have you sneaked into your master’s room while he was sleeping to watch him?"

​"427 times," Noir answered cheerfully. "And I took a small piece of his discarded clothing each time to build a private shrine."

​Neo blinked, "Noir, what?"

​"Question three! What is your ultimate plan regarding his Betrayers?"

​"To slowly peel off their their skin, turn their skull into a wine goblet for my Darling, and use her frozen spine as a coat rack," Noir answered with a terrifyingly sweet smile.

The mirror flinched but continued.

​"Question four, If someone else tried to kill your master, what would you do?"

​"I would devour their soul, grind their bones into dust, and scatter them into a dying sun so they burn for eternity," she replied without missing a single beat.

​Finally, it was Neo’s turn.

​"And now for the anomaly, I have exactly ten questions for you. Question one. What is your true name?"

​"Neo Godson," he answered coldly.

​"Correct. Question two. What is your primary weapon of choice?"

​"My fists and my cosmic force," Neo replied simply.

​"Correct. Question three. What is your ultimate goal in this lifetime?"

​"Absolute domination of the cosmos and beyond," Neo stated domineeringly.

​"Correct. Question four. Who do you truly love the most in this vast universe?"

​Noir and Zestia both held their in anticipation.

​"Myself," Neo answered without missing a single beat.

​Noir pouted in immense disappointment, while Zestia just sighed helplessly.

​"Correct. Question five. Have you ever felt true, paralyzing fear?"

​"No," Neo lied easily, relying on his absolute mental barriers.

​The mirror flashed red. "A lie. Try again."

​Neo clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Alright. Only when I am completely stripped of my power."

​"Correct. Question six. Would you sacrifice your companions for supreme power?"

​"No. They belong to me. I do not trade what is already mine."

​Noir instantly smiled again, her heart fluttering in her chest.

​"Correct. Question seven. What is your greatest regret?"

​"Not killing my enemies fast enough," he replied with a chilling glare.

​The mirror suddenly stopped smiling.

"The easy part is over. Now for the real test. Question eight. What is the exact name of your Unique Talent?"

​Neo narrowed his dark eyes. He hated revealing his trump cards.

So he uttered it with deliberate chaotic noises at the end.

"Universal #%&#%#."

Surprisingly, the mirror accepted it.

​"Correct. Question nine. How does this Unique Talent actually function on a fundamental level?"

​Neo frowned deeply. Still he answered vaguely,

"It forcefully breaks down the universal laws of matter and energy. After that, it #%#%@&#&@. "

​The solid golden frame began to crack loudly under the pressure of that truth.

​"Correct. Final question. Question ten. What is the true, hidden nature of your Primordial Demon Physique?"

Zestia and Noir watched in utter shock as Neo’s shadow suddenly expanded, violently swallowing the ambient golden light.

​"It is not a mere mortal physique. It is a living, ancient void. It does not cultivate cosmic energy. It actively devours the cosmic laws themselves to recreate the original chaos that existed before creation."

"Correct!"

"You three now may enter the trial. And remember, only truth can lead to ultimate destiny."

Rumble!