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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

Enzo and Rebecca stepped together. However, Rebecca looked like she was bothered by something where her face looked clearly uncomfortable.

It was probably because her feet were submerged in the water which gave her an uncomfortable sensation as she walked while the man beside her was able to stand on the water as if he was walking on the ground.

As a woman who grew up like a princess where everyone always served her, this situation was definitely not just unpleasant. It also felt demeaning to her.

However, she could not protest and Enzo also pretended as if nothing was wrong.

His eyes only stared ahead, searching for where the Monster Boss was since Rebecca said it was near.

The water was getting shallower as they got further away, yet the land seemed to be decreasing.

It was completely silent all around. Enzo didn't see any monsters at all, yet there were many tracks left behind, as if they had left.

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