MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 5: Skills

[Host: NULL ANTHONY]

[Age: 10 years old]

[Race: Human]

[Rank: F-]

[Class: Magic Swordsman]

[Physiques: The Beginning of All Things]

[Bloodline: Primordial Bloodline]

[Talent: Limitless]

[Skills: Loading]

[Affinities: Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Wood, Lightning, Light, Darkness, Space, Time, Metal, Ice]

His eyes shimmered with excitement. "It’s finally here," he shouted repeatedly within his mind.

"System, why is the loading process for my skills taking so long?"

[The ??? has restricted the host's skills. As the host's Cultivation grows stronger, these will be unlocked. Currently, the host can only access a limited selection of skills.]

Anthony felt a sharp urge to curse that devious entity.

Ding...

[By the Authority of ???, you have been granted an Authority as compensation for being toyed with twice.]

Ding....

[Skills loaded]

[Skills]

[Passive: Experience of every swordmaster you have ever known]

[Passive: Experience of every magician and similar practitioner you have ever known]

[Passive: Mana Eyes: Allows you to perceive the flow and trajectory of mana, no matter how faint.]

[Passive: Infinite Mana: Your mana reserves are bottomless.]

[Passive: Infinity: Every physical or magical element entering a 5-meter radius of you is automatically halted. This range can be expanded to 1 kilometer and increases alongside the host's mana rank.]

Anthony let out a laugh. Even though he hadn't received his full arsenal, these specific skills were vital.

The first two passives essentially transformed him into a master of both blade and sorcery. However, he still needed to practice; while he possessed the experience, his body lacked the muscle memory and "feeling" to move perfectly. Training was still necessary, but this shortcut drastically reduced his workload until he could surpass every swordmaster and magician in his memory.

This was his ultimate cheat for rapid growth. Having infinite mana made him the world's most formidable magician. While infinite mana seemed to defy the standard laws of mana Cultivation—where practitioners strive to expand their Dantian's capacity—??? had somehow bypassed those limitations.

Through Mana Eyes, nothing infused with mana could escape his sight, regardless of how small it was.

The Infinity skill was clearly a blatant rip-off of Gojo, but he didn't mind one bit.

The most satisfying aspect was that every skill evolved alongside him; nothing would become obsolete. He had made sure to include that requirement in his initial list.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAH!" He roared with laughter, admiring his own brilliance.

"System, explain this Authority."

Ding...

[Authority of Information: You are granted access to all knowledge regarding your world, including hidden and unknown secrets. However, your rank restricts the depth of what you can perceive.]

[Skill: Grants the user Omniscience (Limited by Cultivation rank)]

This Authority nearly drove him to madness with joy. He essentially knew everything, with only his current strength acting as a bottleneck. He bowed toward the mysterious being; possessing this Authority was arguably more significant than all his other skills combined. With it, he could seize hidden treasures, locate secret realms, eavesdrop on private meetings, and identify those who had sold their souls to demons. Unfortunately, he was currently too weak to utilize it fully.

Though he adored the compensation, he felt like a lead actor who had been performing without a script, only to be compensated after the fact. He wasn't sure how to feel about that arrangement, but it didn't matter—he was now information-rich.

"System, provide an explanation for my physique and bloodline."

[Primordial Bloodline: Bestows the highest possible affinity for all elements. Grants the ability to command every element as if you were their progenitor. Provides a direct inheritance of the highest order of magical knowledge. Mana consumption for elemental magic is reduced by 90%. Grants Eidetic memory, photographic memory, hyperthymesia, accelerated thinking speed, one million parallel thought compartments, and Divine Intelligence.]

Anthony cursed under his breath. "This completely overlaps with my second passive skill. No matter, I can just merge the passive experience with the bloodline's knowledge so it doesn't go to waste," Anthony mused. The benefits were staggering; he could now analyze a million different variables simultaneously.

[Beginning of All Things Physique: A physique birthed from the host's own imagination, second only to the physique of ???. The host is currently too weak to utilize its full potential and must grow stronger to unlock all functions. Passive skills granted: Enhanced strength, speed, regeneration, and stamina; Immortal Handsomeness; and a fragment of knowledge regarding the unknown. These attributes will scale with the host's rank. Grants the trait 'Weapon Master': The host is blessed with absolute knowledge of all weapons and their respective techniques. Grants the trait 'Mana Master': Mana will bend according to the host's absolute will.]

[Host, these are merely a fraction of what the physique and bloodline offer. The provided skills and techniques don't even represent 1% of their total power. It is advised that the host increases his rank immediately to unlock further perks.]

Anthony gasped, rendered speechless. After a moment of reflection, he set the physique's potential aside for now. At least the passive benefits would remain with him forever, he thought.

He crossed his legs into a lotus position and shut his eyes. He began to accept the flood of martial and magical experience from his passive skills, organizing the data into his one million thought compartments. It took seven hours of intense mental processing, even with his Divine Intelligence and photographic memory. When he finally opened his eyes, he exhaled a long sigh, overwhelmed by the sheer volume of knowledge he had absorbed.

One part of him wanted to seize a sword and begin training immediately, while the other was itching to cast a high-level spell. With his two halves competing for priority, he shook his head to clear his mind and regained his composure.

Checking the clock, he saw it was already 6 PM. He decided to proceed with the bloodline inheritance and the physique's secret knowledge.

The moment he initiated the process, it felt as though his skull would split open. He diverted the influx of data into his million thought compartments, but the pressure remained immense. He was forced to utilize Divine Intelligence to enable parallel thinking, effectively doubling his mental capacity to two million compartments.

Both the bloodline and the physique offered extensive data on magic and mana. He didn't mind the redundancy; he intended to sift through it all, confident that no piece of information was truly useless.

When he finally emerged from his trance and stretched, the time on the clock shocked him. It was 2 PM the following day. He hadn't slept at all, yet thanks to his new constitution, he felt perfectly refreshed and energetic. His gaze landed on a piece of paper left on his desk.

"It seems my son is already training hard after his awakening. Come downstairs when you're ready. Love, Mom."

He stared at the note, surprised. He hadn't even noticed her enter the room, so deeply was he immersed in the sea of knowledge.

While the knowledge was now stored in his mind like a library of files, he hadn't mastered or even fully read through it all yet. The Weapon Master trait from his physique made his earlier passive experience with swordmasters redundant, much like his bloodline had done for his magic passive. He planned to synthesize all these sources into one superior system.

After a quick bath, he began to dress. Catching his reflection in the mirror, he froze in shock. The "Immortal Handsomeness" blessing had taken full effect. His previous face, which he had considered quite handsome, now looked like the ugliest thing imaginable compared to his current appearance.

He sighed, joking to himself that demons and dragons alike would probably try to kidnap him now. There was no turning back.

As he headed downstairs to see his family, everyone stopped dead in their tracks the moment they saw him. They looked at him as if an immortal had just descended from a higher realm.

Seeing their stunned expressions, Anthony smirked. He began plotting how to intercept every potential harem member intended for this world's original protagonist. How could the "Main Character" be allowed a harem when he wasn't even half as handsome as Anthony?