Once everybody had been moved into the grounds, Pope Famias started to chant in an cryptic, outlandish tongue, 

“Absoluta haec est stultitia. Stultus es ad cogitandum aliter”

As he spoke, Carceris began to throb ethereally, intriguing both the summons and the spectators. The celestial blue orb radiated with a transcendent brilliance. Its mesmerizing glow contrasted starkly with the mounting tension in the arena. 

In a synchronized moment, screens materialized in front of each summoned person, casting a soft blue glow over each face. The message on the screens read: 

"THE POTENRIS CEREMONY IS ABOUT TO BEGIN." 

Zane took a deep breath, his heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and unease. He was soon given a screen showing the five tiers. The screen instructed, 

“CHOOSE A TIER TO START SKILL RECEPTION.”

He focused his gaze on Carceris, holding his breath, and joined the countless others who activated their screens. A symphony of soft hums filled the air as the summoned individuals spun their wheels simultaneously. The room crackled with excitement and trepidation as each person's fate unfurled with every spin.

Yet, as the wheel spun for Zane, something unexpected transpired. An error message, in vivid crimson letters on a dark screen, abruptly flashed before him: 

"UNKNOWN INTERFERENCE; ATTEMPTING TO PATCH."

The atmosphere grew even tenser, like the calm before a storm.

Then, the crimson message transformed into a radiant yellow hue, and a mysterious text materialized, filling the space: 

"<RESTRICTED> has developed a keen interest in you and your background.” 

“<RESTRICTED> wants to invest in you, for the sake of FURNODIS, its PEOPLE, and its FUTURE."

The words resonated like a divine calling. As quickly as it had appeared, the text shifted back to its familiar blue color, announcing, 

"<RESTRICTED> has gifted you with the Mythical Skill: Fate's Ploy."

Zane, his fingers tremoring over the screen, was immensely perplexed. It was a moment of profound revelation and mystery. 

He looked at the screen and noticed a small, white question mark icon in the top-right corner. Intrigued, he clicked on it, revealing a brief description. 

"Fate's Ploy: 

This unique skill raises any ability or weapon to Mythical Rank, enhancing its capabilities. As it progresses through the ranks, it acquires new buffs, making it increasingly powerful. However, when upgrading from Legendary to Mythical Rank, a coin flip determines whether the skill receives an extraordinary boost or a challenging limitation."

Zane mulled over Fate’s Ploy’s description for a bit. Pope Famias explained that there were only four tiers, witht the highest being Legendary. Does this mean he received a truly unique skill? Or could others have also received a skill of this rank?

Whatever the case, this skill was most likely a bug in the system, set up by an anonymous meddler in the Potenris Ceremony. Zane wondered who <RESTRICTED> truly was. Also, having a skill like this would definitely bring a lot of attention and envy towards himself. 

This skill definitely had its upsides. However, the most imminent questions racing through Zane’s mind were: 

1) What would his other skills become after morphing to Mythical Rank? 

2) And how was he going to hide something this confidential from the rest of the world?