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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

Hearing the man's words, Enzo's brows only became more furrowed.

For him this was not a good way to meet, he was naturally uncomfortable though not nervous and worried.

"You'll know after you meet him. Hee's at the restaurant opposite," the man replied, pointing to a rather fancy French restaurant across the street.

As he gazed at the restaurant, Enzo saw a white Rolls-Royce, the most expensive version, parked in front of the restaurant.

Such a car was practically not something that most rich people could own.

Just by looking at the car, he suspected that the person who wanted to meet him was in that restaurant.

After a moment of thought, he then nodded.

"Okay, take me to see him," he said, immediately getting out of the car.

He wanted to see who the person was and what his purpose was.

"Follow me," the large man replied before taking a step across the street.

Lancelot