1 month.

"Hello mother, father. I'm doing fine here. I'm okay with everything except the fact that I've become a huge lizard man! I'm strong, I don't need sleep or food, but I can't talk... I miss you so much,"

Ana expressed, finishing her message etched onto the floor with English letters.

"So I can communicate in English. Does that mean I could learn to write in this world's language and talk with its citizens?

That would be intriguing to test.

But who would agree to teach a giant monster how to write?" Ana pondered silently, the thoughts swirling in her mind

"Has it truly been a month since I arrived in this world? Yes, that seems about right," Ana mused, her voice a quiet reflection of her thoughts.

The peculiarity of inhabiting a giant monster's form had become oddly familiar.

"Now, I've mastered this body's abilities. I can even control my size," she continued, her tone tinged with a newfound confidence. Her words echoed in the space around her, the cavern absorbing them like secrets.

What are skills you ask ? What you didn't ask ? No you did i heard you!!!

Said ana arguing with herself.

"No, I'm not arguing with myself. I'm explaining for the readers. So, hush, narrator!" she quipped, a mischievous glint in her eye.

!!!!

With a more composed air, she resumed, "A skill, in this world, is a unique power certain beings possess.

It's either honed through rigorous training or bestowed by innate talent."

Ana's explanation flowed like a carefully woven tapestry, each thread of detail adding depth to the narrative.

"How did I know this, you ask? I just knew because I, or more specifically this body, was born with these skills.

And I've been having a lot of strange dreams lately, probably the memories of this body.

I also came to understand a little about it. It was angry, very angry... it's anger was scary," Ana thought to herself.