Chapter 7233: Rosa Orfan’s Obession
What did it take for mech pilots to break past their limitations?
Nobody could tell the exact parameters. The answer was most certainly deep and multi-faceted. Perhaps it was futile to even explain it with limited human words.
Mech pilots therefore came up with their own answers. None of them sounded perfectly satisfying, but they did the job, more or less.
Some of them claimed that they needed to possess greater guts and courage than 99.9999 percent of their peers in order to trigger their breakthroughs.
Others believed that they needed to excel in terms of skills in order to have a shot of becoming high-ranking mech pilots.
A big group believed that conviction and fighting for the right cause without reservation was the decisive factor.
There was another large group that believed that none of this mattered unless their mechs were better than anyone else’s.
Of course, there were also plenty of mech pilots who recognized and understood the importance of all of these criteria.
They recognized that transcending their mortality as mech pilots was an uphill battle that could only be won by a distressingly small group of exemplars who ticked most if not all of the boxes.
The bar was set so high that it was unimaginable for anyone normal to even have a chance.
Perhaps that was the point. Expert pilots were so exceptional in so many areas that only the most extreme and dedicated among the class of mech pilots successfully proved their worth.
Then what about ace pilots?
As the rank that existed between expert pilots and god pilots, the standards of becoming a saint were even more demanding.
This was already enough reasons for many mech pilots to despair. Just becoming an expert pilot was a difficult and demanding endeavor.
Since the Age of Mechs, an endless amount of potentates strove to break past their limits and ascend with the help of their machines.
Yet almost every one of them failed.
Success cases were so rare that they were deemed outliers more than anything.
People like Avatar Commander Melkor Larkinson worked so hard over the years, yet he had never caught up to the likes of his other trueblood cousins such as Venerable Jannzi Larkinson or Saint Tusa Billingsley-Larkinson.
To pilots like him, meeting the conditions to become an expert candidate was already enough to feel like they have satisfied their life’s purpose.
It was even more unimaginable for them to achieve sainthood.
Just the very words used to describe ace pilots was enough to understand that only the best and most exemplary among expert pilots had a chance of triggering a second apotheosis.
No expert pilot assumed that becoming an ace pilot was a breeze.
Just because they proved to be best among purely mortal mech pilots did not mean they were entitled to achieve sainthood.
To become a saint was to rank in the top 1 percent or 0.1 percent of all expert pilots.
This was already an insanely tall order because expert pilots were already excellent by definition.
Even if they were not that remarkable as standard mech pilots or expert candidates, the changes wrought by apotheosis never failed to turn mortals into demigods who were worthy to be called this way.
Each expert pilot had transcended the boundaries of the physical universe and gained a small amount of dominion over the divine.
Compared to actual saints, expert pilots were like children who only got to pretend to be a god.
The difference in capabilities between the two was too vast.
It was enough to make most expert pilots that they were not even close to reaching the pinnacle of what they could possibly attain.
Expert pilots were more like upjumped mortals while ace pilots started to grasp the shadow of divinity.
The power of a god was too much to wield by mere mortal humans.
Therefore, Venerable Rosa Orfan had always been fairly clear that she could not rest on her laurels.
Any pride she held for becoming an expert pilot had long disappeared as she continued to struggle with her bottleneck.
To be honest, she recognized that she was not entirely normal with her obsession.
Most expert pilots spent a lot more decades building up their skills and proving their worthiness in battle. They fought alongside other soldiers and participated in conflicts that mattered to their state and the people they protected.
Mech pilots generally understood that engaging in all of these activities brought expert pilots closer and closer to triggering their next apotheosis.
This was how expert pilots normally achieved sainthood. They approached it like a marathon and focused on making consistent gains over a longer period of time.
Patriarch Reginald Cross of the Cross Clan was considered to be an excellent example as he had struggled until he was almost ready to celebrate his 80th birthday before he finally achieved his sainthood!
It seemed ridiculous for Venerable Rosa Orfan to feel disappointed in herself for not being able to do the same thing despite the fact that she was a full generation younger.
The difference was that Rosa knew that her circumstances were much better than normal.
Unlike the vast majority of mech pilots, she happened to be a part of the Larkinson Clan.
The clan offered excellent conditions that were much more conducive to breakthroughs.
For example, the frequency of combat was much higher. The Larkinsons already fought plenty of battles where the survival of their clan or fleet hinged on a decisive engagement.
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