Dark_Crow1111

Fifty years ago, the world changed forever when Earth was mysteriously connected to the Primordial World, a reality that operates like a game.

This world can only be entered by Awakeners—people who have awakened with special powers. However, out of fifteen billion humans, only one million have this privilege.

Enzo, a poor young man with no connection to the Primordial World, should have had no chance of becoming an Awakener.

However, against all odds, he awakens... and more than that, he gains an innate skill unheard of before—the ability to make skills with only his imagination.

In a world where power determines everything, how will a nameless young man carve his own path?

Skill Maker in a Game Like World

It was as if the two women did not want to let him go. They surrounded him, looking him up and down.

"Wow, this watch, is it real?" said one of them with short purple hair and a row of probably fake gold bracelets on her wrist, Lisa.

"Even all these clothes aren't cheap," added the red-haired woman, Nana.

She gave off a glamorous vibe and had a butterfly tattoo on her wrist.

"Hehehe..." She then let out a long chuckle, exhaling her wine-scented breath.

"Looks like you're getting rich now, Enzo," Lisa said again.

"I know, there's no way you'll stay poor forever, but it seems your fortune is much greater than we ever imagined. Are you going to tell us how you got the money?" said Nana.

"Hahaha, there's no way he'll tell us. However, Enzo, since you're so lucky, don't you think you should at least share some of your luck with these two old friends of yours," Lisa replied.

Lisa and Nana