Skill Forge: Broken Extra Character

As they proceeded into the church, Jett couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for his exceptionally high luck stat. 'Yes,' he thought to himself, 'thank you, maxed out luck.' With his nerves slightly calmed, he addressed his father. "It's alright, father. Let's just get it over with."

"Right this way, everyone," the priest beckoned, leading them through the lavishly decorated main hall to where the high priest conducted sermons. There, they found a crystal orb awaiting them.

"Do you accept God's guidance?" the priest asked, directing his question to Jett.

Jett turned back as if seeking approval from his parents, only to catch them shedding tears. 'What's with those two?' he wondered silently. However, he noticed Nerissa nodding excessively, as though trying to cheer him on.

"Place your hand on the crystal," the priest instructed.

Jett complied, placing his hand on the crystal surface. Instantly, his stats were displayed, but he had already manipulated them to his liking beforehand. He anticipated some kind of response, but there was nothing. Perplexed, he turned back to see everyone looking at his stats intently. 'Huh? What's going on?' he wondered.

'I'm pretty sure I...' He checked his stats and realized his mistake. 'Crap, I messed up.'

In his haste, Jett had made three critical errors. First, he retained the rare [Magic Swordsman] class, which was highly unusual for a child to have as this was an evolutionary class that only appears for those who master magic and swordsmanship.

Secondly, all his stats were set at 5, an average that wasn't typical, as children usually started at 1 and couldn't access experience points until after the awakening ceremony. Lastly, he had no skills. Originally, he was supposed to retain any skills granted during the awakening, but he had become too carried away to notice.

These discrepancies were events none of them had ever encountered or heard of before. 'What do I do now?' Jett panicked, realizing the gravity of his mistake.

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Name:Jett Grift

Class: Magic Swordsman

Level: 1

HP: 5

MP: 5

Strength: 4

Agility: 5

Intelligence: 6

Perception: 5

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Skills: None

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This was what his stats looked like.

"Haha, wonderful. The Gods gave you an amazing class and some stats instead of skills. Do not worry, my boy. You have me and your mother, and you're the son of a Lord. If it's skills, then there's no problem. My son will definitely rise to the top one day."

Everyone looked at Jerry in disbelief, including the priest. They all wore the same expression of uncertainty: unsure if he was just crazy or too much of an optimist.

Indeed, what Jerry said was a bit ignorant, he wasn't wrong. Even if Jett didn't get a single skill, the problem could be easily resolved, as there were still plenty of ways to acquire skills in this world.

But a new worry came to Jett's mind. "I hope this priest knows how to keep his mouth shut."

Meanwhile, the priest maintained a composed demeanor despite the unexpected turn of events. "Indeed, young master Jett possesses great potential," he said diplomatically. "With the support of your esteemed parents and the blessings of the gods, there is no doubt that he will achieve great things."

Jett's mother, Eva, nodded in agreement, although her expression betrayed a hint of concern. "Yes, our son is destined for greatness," she said, forcing a smile.

Nerissa, Jett's newly discovered sister, remained silent, her thoughts veiled behind a facade of indifference. She observed the situation with a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

On the ride back home, Jett couldn't help but notice Nerissa staring intently at him.

"What's the matter, big sis? You're not planning to assassinate me with another hug, right?" Jett joked, hiding behind Eva.

Nerissa couldn't hold it in any longer. "Magic Swordsman? My little brother is so amazing, it's so cute. Come give big sis a hug," she said, moving closer to Jett, who tried to dodge her, causing a ruckus in the carriage.

Jerry and Eva smiled as they watched their kids. "We truly are blessed with a wonderful family," Jerry said, breaking the silence.

"I agree," Eva concurred, her smile reflecting the warmth of the moment.

*****

A feast was held in honor of Jett's new step into the real world. "Cheers" and other festive sounds could be heard everywhere. Everyone had grown to like the young master. Most times he would go out of his way to help them without needing any form of compensation. He wasn't a troublemaker, and he was well-mannered.

"The Gods blessed him with that class because of his nature," someone yelled, attributing Jett's character to divine favor. "You see, child, this is why you should strive to be a good boy every time," another cautioned her child. Jett had become a role model in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the unwanted attention, Jett had his own mission: avoid his sister at all costs, enjoy the food, and finally get a taste of this world's booze. All he was allowed to drink were juices. Of course, no one would willingly give a 6-year-old alcohol, meaning he had to snatch one while remaining undetected.

Jett activated his skill,[ Tactical Mirage], to deceive the eyes of vigilant adults. However, he found it lacking in tracking his sister's movements amidst the crowded feast. Remembering the skill he picked from the selection process with Aurelia, he thought to himself, "This is why I hate having too many skills. It gets harder to keep track." Then he got an idea: merge it with [Tactical Mirage].

He found a table to hide under and decided to merge them.

"Alright, I'll merge [Tactical Mirage] with

[Search]"

'[Skill Forge] Activate

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[Pick Skills for Synthesis]

[Tactical Mirage A] and [Search F]"

[Do you wish to continue Y/N]

"Yes"

[Synthesising...]

[Synthesis Complete]

[New Skill: Tactical Mirage A]

[Search]

[Tactical Mirage A Updated]

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[Tactical Mirage: A]

[- Creates a 10m radius zone where user is aware all movement. Simulate possible movements the user can take react according.

- Creates Holographic clones and illusions within this space

- Search for small targets and track movement with this zone giving user a mental marker for each target.]

"Hmm, I didn't get a new skill? It just added another attribute to my Previous one, but I lost a skill," Jett muttered, disappointed with the outcome.

He realized that while he gained an additional attribute for Tactical Mirage, he lost the Search skill in the process.

He felt frustrated by the uselessness of the Search attribute in his current situation.

Just as he was contemplating his next move, he felt a familiar vibe that scared him. Slowly turning, he saw Nerissa staring at him with a wicked smile. "There you are, little brother," she said as she grabbed hold of him, forcing him to partake in the event alongside her and ruining any chance of him getting any booze.

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At midnight, as the celebration was reaching it's climax. Jett found himself at the tall Bell tower in the center of Lagia, seeking solitude. However, upon arriving, he was surprised to find Nerissa already there. 'Wow, so much for infinite luck,' he sighed inwardly. He stood quietly, observing her, but Nerissa seemed lost in thought and hadn't noticed his presence.

As he moved closer to get a better look at her face, he was captivated by her beauty, amplified by the moonlight. This sight stirred up memories of Ember, causing him to feel even more lost in thought.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Nerissa asked, acknowledging Jett's presence.

"You knew I was here?" Jett inquired.

"Well, you're a long way from being able to sneak up on me," she teased, turning back to take in the view. "This place has changed a lot from the last time I saw it," she continued. "You were right though."

"Right about what?" Jett asked.

"Me leaving because Lagia was too boring," Nerissa explained. "I left because I wanted the thrill, I love an adventure. There's a whole different world out there just waiting to be explored, monsters to take down, even treasures to find. But to do that, I need to get stronger, better. That's why I left. I wanted freedom, yeah it sounds selfish But...

I'm sure mother and father understand."

"I think I understand. You decided to walk your own path. Nothing wrong with that," Jett replied.

"Oh? How old are you? You seem awfully calm about it. I thought you'd be furious or something," Nerissa joked.

"I am a bit pissed off, but I do understand. Truly," Jett admitted.

"What did they do to you? You seem too mature for your age," Nerissa said, inspecting his head playfully.

"Cut it out," they both joked, bonding over the moment.

Later, a thought crossed Jett's mind. 'Hmm, she said she was a C-ranked adventurer? That's impossible, she's not even 20 yet.' He pondered, 'What skills does she have anyway?'

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[A/N]

Oh? What's he planning to do with that information I wonder.

What do you think?

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