The Skill

Wain looked around the house, everything was the usual, a couple of rooms, a kitchen vestibule, and a bedroom, but something he didn't expect to see was an underground training room.

"Well, I guess Gisle realized I was too young to sit in a chair and look at a waterwheel all day long." Wain said with a slight smile on his face as he waved his hand.

Whooooooooosh.

A massive amber shower that shone as brightly as the sun appeared before him.

"Maybe I should have spent my past soul creating skills instead of gear, but it's too late to think about that. It's time to create my first skill." Wain muttered with a curious look before snapping his finger.

At the same time, the soul glowed brightly and exploded as it turned into a multitude of amber streams. It would have taken a member of any other race days to absorb such a powerful soul, but Wain's control of energy was too good, all he needed was just a flick.