Chapter 7: The Awakening: A Letter, A Key and A Promise

Upon finishing his preparations and checking his status, Gabriel realized that it was already late in the morning. With a deep sigh, he stood up from his desk, stretching his stiff arms and legs after sitting for hours. He decided to take a break and step outside for some fresh air.

As he walked towards the garden, he noticed the vibrant colors of the flowers and the gentle sway of the leaves in the breeze. The peaceful scene brought a sense of calm washing over him. When he reached the garden, Gabriel took a moment to truly appreciate the beauty of nature around him. He closed his eyes, tilted his head up, and soaked in the warmth of the sun on his face. After a few minutes, he realized that hunger had started to creep in.

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Entering the house, Gabriel hurried to the kitchen. His eyes scanned the surroundings as he passed the dining table. There, he noticed a folded paper partially tucked under a covered food container. Pausing, he reached out to grab it. As he held the paper in his hand, he realized it was a letter, written in his father's familiar handwriting. With trembling fingers, Gabriel quickly unfolded the letter and began to read.

"Congratulations, son..."

As the words sank in, Gabriel's emotions surged. His eyes welled up with tears, and his heart swelled with joy and gratitude. Though his family lived comfortably, they were not wealthy, making the contents of the letter all the more surprising and meaningful.

Gabriel couldn't help but wonder what other secrets the letter held. After all, his parents had been acting strangely over the past few months. Now, he finally knew the truth. The letter revealed that his parents had been secretly saving up to build a training room just for him—a place where he could focus on honing his skills without any distractions.

According to the letter, there were two ways for him to improve his abilities. The first was by repeatedly using and casting his skills, which would increase his proficiency. The second was by adding skill points to his abilities every time he leveled up. His parents had thought of everything, determined to help him reach his full potential.

As Gabriel carefully unfolded the letter, a small key fell out. He quickly picked it up and examined it. It was the key to the training room! He couldn't believe it. His parents had gone above and beyond to support him in his endeavors. With the key in his hand, Gabriel felt a sense of excitement and determination wash over him. He was ready to take on any challenge and become the best version of himself.

Knowing that a long day awaited him, Gabriel decided to fill up his stomach before heading to the training room. Holding the key in his hand, he sat down at the dining table and began eating his breakfast. Despite his hunger, tears streamed down his cheeks.

As he ate, Gabriel couldn't stop thinking about his parents, who had sacrificed so much to give him a better life. He knew they had worked tirelessly to make ends meet, and he felt deeply grateful for all their efforts. With a heavy heart, he whispered, "Thank you, Father and Mother. Don't worry. I won't waste your efforts. I promise to work hard and become one of the best and most famous Orions."

With renewed determination, Gabriel wiped away his tears and finished his breakfast. He knew his parents had given him the world, and he was resolved to make them proud.

After his meal, Gabriel walked to the living room and picked up the remote to turn on the television. He flipped through the channels, trying to find something interesting to watch, and eventually settled on a wildlife documentary. As he watched, he allowed his food to properly digest.

Once he felt comfortable, Gabriel made his way to the basement, where the training room was located. The room was equipped with everything he needed for his daily workout routine. He started with some warm-up exercises and then moved on to his usual training regimen, pushing himself to his limits.

Gabriel began by practicing his healing ability. He focused on healing himself and saw that his HP increased by 115 points—a good start that motivated him to continue. As he practiced, he noticed that his Healing Proficiency had increased to 1 out of 30. Encouraged by the progress, Gabriel healed himself three more times, gaining an additional 90 HP, 100 HP, and another unspecified amount of HP.

He kept training until he had exhausted his Mana. After resting to recover, Gabriel resumed his practice, fully engrossed in his training. Hours passed unnoticed until he received a notification that his Heal level had increased by one.

His Heal level had now risen to level 2.

[Ding! Congratulations, Heal level has increased, Level +1]

[Heal Level 2: Restores HP of a single target. When used on Undead, it inflicts Holy property damage equal to the amount of HP restored. 

HP Restored = {(B. level + INT)/2 x Skill Level x 5 x (1 + HealingEffect%) + Matk} 

Mana Cost: 30 

Cooldown: 1 Second]

Gabriel continued practicing his healing ability throughout the day, so focused that he didn't notice the time slipping away. It wasn't until he heard a knock on the door that he realized how late it had become. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he checked his status panel. To his surprise, his Heal level had increased again—this time to level 5. Pride filled him as he reflected on his hard work. Gabriel had thoroughly enjoyed the practice, becoming almost addicted to the feeling of training and the results it brought.

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As Gabriel opened the door to his training room, he was caught off guard by the sight of his father's smiling face. Harold, along with Gabriel's mother, Helena, had come to surprise him. Gabriel's face lit up with joy, and he immediately embraced his parents in a warm hug.

"Did you like our surprise, son?" Harold asked, proud of himself for pulling it off.

Gabriel's response was immediate, "I really liked it," he said, holding back tears of happiness.

But Helena, ever the practical one, noticed how sweaty and tired Gabriel was from his workout. "You stink. Go take a bath, and then we'll eat," she said, even as tears welled up in her eyes—a reflection of the deep love and pride she felt for her son.