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

"Miya!" Enzo called out her name spontaneously.

At the same time, Paul looked at the two back and forth with a doubtful expression then his expression became strange, as if he suspected something.

With his old age, how could he not be able to deduce their relationship just by looking at the way they looked at each other.

Before Miya could say anything, he patted Enzo on the shoulder.

"Hahaha, son, you are indeed a gentleman. Your talent, you should keep it up," he said with laughter that almost became loud.

"Alright, I'll leave first, I don't want to disturb your good time," he added before taking a hasty step away.

He arrived in his own car and got into it before driving away very quickly.

Miya stared at him until he disappeared in confusion.

"Who was that old man, Enzo?" she asked.

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