Alex stood before Oberon, a look of pride evident on his face as he confidently proclaimed, "I possess an unlimited amount of mana. Doesn't that make me the strongest?"
Oberon gazed at his grandson with a mixture of amusement and disappointment. He spoke with a condescending tone, attempting to impart some wisdom. "Ah, my naive and narrow-minded grandson, you fail to grasp the vastness of the universe. Merely possessing an abundance of mana does not automatically grant you the title of the strongest being."
Confusion filled Alex's expression as he responded, "What do you mean?"