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Skill Creation in the Fantasy World

Imagine a system that would let you create any skill you could imagine. Being the best at whatever you dreamt of becoming. Felix, who thought his whole life would remain average and ordinary despite hating it gets an unescapable chance to encounter the Legendary Truck-kun. Knowing it was a chance to change his life, which was a repeat of struggle every day, he happily accepted his ticket to Isekai. Waking up in the body of a wounded boy in a fantasy world, the boy finds out that his fate seems miserable. After nearly experiencing something worse than death, he finally awakens the Great Skill Creation System. Creating skill after skill that lets him achieve his goal, Felix treads upon the darkest of secrets and conquers a myriad of worlds with his trustful comrades. Watch how he changes the fates of everyone and the universe on his mystical journey. ===== Tags: System, Magic, Dark, Cunning Protagonist, Academy, WeaktoStrong, Harem, R18, War, Conquer, Guilds, Villains, Clans, Kingdoms, etc. This will be a slow paced story with many characters, adventures, conspiracies, mysteries and much more. Join the discord link below to join the discussion and submit your creative skills here. Discord: https://discord.gg/TTSQda6Uxw =======

Seraphinn_ · Fantasy
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The Mysterious Man.

"And the winner of this match is Remosy!"

The referee raised the red flag and announced loudly as the crowd who were vouching for the thin man cheered in victory.

While the fat man was rained curses for losing the match and making the people who had bet on him lose.

Staring at the scene with confusion, Felix turned to the side and looked closely at the strange man.

"Is that what you meant when you asked if I noticed something? Also, how did that guy strike so quickly?", he couldn't help but ask.

With one leg crossed above the other, the man sat on the seat reclining his back with a slight grin on his lips.

He wore a dark trench coat over a checkered blue suit with a fedora hat atop his head.

His light beard made him look young yet also mature. 

His deep gaze turned away from the stage as he took out a silver pocket watch from inside his coat, making a few paper bills fall off, but he quickly kept it back and glanced at the watch.