New skill

Damien rolled his shoulders, a lazy smirk playing on his lips.

"Alright then, let's see what you've got for me."

He tapped the Lucky Bastard's Lottery Ticket, activating it without hesitation.

A bright golden light flared in his vision—shimmering, glitching slightly, as if the system itself was hesitating.

Ding!

[You have used the Lucky Bastard's Lottery Ticket.]

[Calculating reward…]

[Processing…]

[Error.]

[Error.]

Damien's smirk twitched.

'Error?'

That was new.

The system flickered for a moment, the interface distorting before reforming again.

Ding!

[Congratulations! You have obtained a Skill: Adaptive Physique.]

Damien blinked.

A skill?

That shouldn't be possible.