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To the Third Magic Hero

I took the note off of the staff with the orb and it started to resonate with the beat of my heart. Blue particles swirled around inside of the blue like a snow globe from my time and eventually, it kept a constant swirl like it had been turned on.

I sat on my bed with purple sheets and white pillowcases and observed the staff closely. It obviously was worn down beyond belief, but the Magic in the orb was still active. I understood that it connected to me, but I didn't know how. Does it connect to anybody that holds it?

I swung it around as if it were a sword, but there was no way it worked like that. Nothing happened and the Magic in the orb stopped flowing around in a circle. It effectively turned off when I swung it, but when I kept it still or walked around with it, the orb was active with Magic.

I wanted to use some of my magic, but I didn't know what I had or what kind of damage it would deal to my bedroom. I wish there was a way to review my skills...

As soon as I thought about it, a small index of three skills popped up on the right-hand side of my peripheral vision. I could barely tell it was there, but because the white lettering contrasted with the darkroom, it made it easy to decipher.

[Bullet], [Raise], and [Heal] were my skills... I sat dumbfounded.

Where are all the cool skills? Or the elemental skills? Maybe I should've taken the trainer! No, I don't need them... I wanted to learn this on my own.

I pleaded for a special skill where I could craft anything with maximum potency, so the Healing skill could be combined with that... or be considered totally useless!

What the hell?! My skills seemed way too lackluster for me to be a Hero!

[Anima - Magic Hero]

[Health - 95]

[Mana - 300]

[Stamina - 100]

[Soul Power - 10]

My stats looked pretty normal compared to games I've played, but the 'soul power' was a new concept. Also, my health was pretty low, but my mana was extremely high. I guess that was the trade-off with being the Magic Hero.

I opened up my window that led to my small balcony and rose my staff up. I could hold it however I wanted, but if I swung it like a weapon, the staff turned off.

[Yggdrasil's Bone]

[Power - 10]

I stared at the small window that popped up on the staff as I thought about its attack power of it. Yggdrasil's Bone sounded like a cool name, but the eccentric man who sent both Fuki and me here shared this name...

I held the staff at my side and rose my left hand up. I thought of the words [Bullet] and shot out a small, blue and white bullet with a lasting streak that followed the projectile. It diminished into nothing after about ten feet of flying straight. I was disappointed with the flight, but as soon as it dissipated, I was given a tip in the index of my skills.

-If Skill's Name Is Announced, Skill's Power Increases-

Understandably, all characters in video games shout out their attacks, so to have me do the same wasn't really surprising, but it felt embarrassing shouting out names like my skills.

"[Bullet]" I said. This time, what used to be the blue and white attack turned into a blue and red one that shot about twice the distance. So, it looked like keeping the name to myself changed the color and lowered the distance, but saying it out loud allows it to fly farther and change the color. It probably does more damage like that anyways.

Something I took note of was that the attacks didn't seem to have an elemental base. There was no outstanding usage of air, water, fire, or earth, it was just a bullet made from magical particles. Another thing I noticed was that I held my staff with my right hand, but the attack came out of my left. I put the staff on my back and shot off another one without saying the name. Surely enough, the attack came out.

So I only need to equip it to my body to use magic... it was better for me to not have to hold a staff. I could hold other things... or shoot off two attacks at once?

I held both of my hands out, but only one [Bullet] came out of my left again. It was a far-fetched dream, but I'm glad I tried it out.

[Heal] was pretty self-explanatory, so I tried out [Raise] next.

I turned to an empty cup on the balcony's table and held out my left hand to use the skill, but the cup didn't raise at all. Then, what did the skill do?

I patiently waited for the tip to come up, but nothing told me how to use the [Raise] skill. Then, I got an idea.

I used the [Raise] skill once more and checked my stats.

[Health - 110]

[Mana - 400]

[Stamina - 120]

[Soul Power - 10]

Interesting... then it was a buffing skill. Yet, my Soul Power stayed the same. I assumed that to be my attack power.

I had a pretty solidified perspective on my skills now. I could actually be useful in battle now, whether it be alone with [Bullet], or in a party with somebody with [Raise] and [Heal]. I didn't have to just depend on others while trying to figure out how I worked... but that was because of my staff, wasn't it? I couldn't review these skills without the staff, but do I still possess them?

I looked at slots for skills and even when I set the staff down, I still had those skills because of the empty slots. It looks like because of the slots that I possessed that I could save skills. When I gather enough, I should store the most useful ones.

Ah, look at me. It's like I already forgot about my previous life. I haven't shown any obvious concern to the people I met in my past life, nor my family. I even forgot the promise that I made in my previous life. I was so quickly adjusting to this new one that I didn't even fathom what it all meant at this point.

Everything I knew was gone and I have to learn it all again. All of those wonderful, yet rare people wouldn't see me again in that world. In fact, the news of my death had probably already spread around to everybody in my county, with my parents already mourning my death.

I wish I could tell them that I was okay and happy in a new world and that I would work tooth and nail to make them proud. No matter what challenges came, I would always try my hardest.

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