All MILFs are Mine Chapter 2: Skill Crafter
Previously on All MILFs are Mine...
"Human... Are you absolutely certain about these selections?" the angel questioned, his face twisted in bewilderment.
"Yes, I’m quite sure..." Leon answered, a smirk playing on his lips.
[Name: Skill Crafter] [Rank: F] [Description: Allows the creation of skills with a rank equal to or lower than this skill.] [Mana: 20] [Cooldown: 1 hour]
'Hehehe... Out of everything, the first ability he picks is total garbage. What’s his plan? To generate a pile of F-rank trash? Hahaha... This is utterly worthless, and that one-hour cooldown makes it even more pathetic.' The angel amused himself with these thoughts, a grin spreading across his features.
[Name: Inspect] [Rank: C] [Description: Permits the viewing of any target's status, skills, and titles... without their knowledge.] [Mana: 10] [Cooldown: none]
'Hahahahaha... I assumed he’d pick something decent and at least become a competent mage, but he’s remarkably dim-witted. What use are these to him?' the angel wondered as he skimmed the final skill's details.
[Name: Adaptive Body] [Rank: S] [Description: The user’s physique instantly recalibrates to any external stimuli, including pain, pleasure, temperature, or magical effects. Rather than merely resisting, the body adapts to maximize efficiency under any circumstances.] [Mana: none] [Cooldown: none]
'Hmm... It’s confirmed, this creature is a fool. He had the chance to take Scholar’s Memory to master countless spells in moments, or perhaps Chantless Casting or Dual Casting... yet he opts for this ridiculous skill that just lets his body adjust to his surroundings?
It’s the most pathetic skill set I’ve ever witnessed. I doubt this human will last very long in that world.'
"Very well then... Since you've made your choices, and I certainly didn't pressure you into them, right?" the angel asked, smiling broadly.
"Indeed, I selected all of these myself... of my own free will," Leon replied, returning the smile.
"In that case... hold on tight. I’m sending you off to your next life," the angel declared cheerfully. He clapped his hands together, and Leon’s soul vanished instantly.
*Swish*
"For a moment, I worried I’d be in trouble. I thought he might pick the most overpowered abilities and I'd have to tell him they were off-limits. But he's so dense... he didn't even glance at the powerful ones.
I don't think his existence will cause even a ripple in that world. Phew... now I can finally relax," the angel thought before he, too, faded away.
....
*Blink-Blink*
Opening his eyes, Leon was greeted by a vast, clear sky and the dense foliage of a forest.
He pushed himself up slowly, surveying his new body with a look of confusion.
His arms and legs were covered in a network of bruises and fresh wounds.
Suddenly, a torrent of memories flooded his consciousness...
'This person is Leon Luster, a typical eighteen-year-old who looks exactly like me and even shares my name.
He lived with his stepmother and married stepsister in a tiny village near the walls of the human Kingdom, Zariya.
The family isn't wealthy, and he served as a butler for the village chief. However, he recently got into a violent dispute with the chief's son and, well... he beat the boy so badly it killed him.' Leon processed this as he attempted to stand, but the searing pain in his knees forced him back down.
*Thud*
'Damn it... my condition is looking pretty grim.'
*Ping*
A translucent interface suddenly manifested in front of Leon's eyes.
_______________________ Name: Leon Luster Class: Unknown Race: Human Level: 1 Mana: 50/50 HP: 82/100 Skills: [Skill Crafter(F)] [Inspect(C)] [Adaptive Body(S)] Titles: none ________________________
"Hmm... So this is my status screen, is it?" Leon murmured with a grin.
'My mana pool is quite small, but it'll do. That Angel likely thinks I've chosen the most idiotic skills possible, but he's oblivious to their true potential.
Only a hardcore RPG gamer who knows how to sniff out game-breaking exploits the moment they appear can understand the worth of these abilities,' Leon thought, a wicked smile crossing his face.
"Alright then... time to put this skill to the test." Leon spoke as he activated the ability.
Immediately, a small prompt appeared before him.
[Please pick a name for the skill...]
"Minor Healing."
[Skill 'Minor Healing' has been created.] [Rank has been settled to 'F' by default.] [State the use of skill.]
"Completely restores a person from any wound," Leon said, smiling.
[Error: Skill's description does not match the Rank. Please Try Again...]
'Well, it was worth a shot.... Hmm, if I manipulate the phrasing slightly, I might get what I want,' Leon pondered.
"Heals a person's minor injuries, such as bruises and muscle fatigue."
[Description has been Accepted.]
'I see... it only validates descriptions that fit the criteria of an F-rank skill,' Leon noted with an eager expression.
[ Please select the chant for the skill {Minor Healing}.]
"A chant? How about just, 'Heal'?" Leon suggested, looking slightly puzzled.
[Chant 'Heal' has been selected.] [Estimated mana cost to use the skill has been calculated: 5 mana/use.] [Cooldown has been calculated: 4.63 seconds after every use.] [Would you like to learn the skill or Destroy it?] [Warning: Once learned, the skill [Skill Crafter] will enter a 1-hour cooldown. If the skill is destroyed, the cooldown will reset.]
"Destroy it," Leon answered with a smirk.