"I told you not to come too close to your opponent! Are those ears just for display?! If this was a real battle, you'd already be shredded to bits!" The white Dragon, in his human form (which, let's be honest, wasn't much better than his dragon form when it came to scolding), shouted at me from a very safe distance. I could practically hear the smugness in his voice.
As soon as he started speaking, I took a step back, like that was going to magically solve everything.
"Further! You will undeniably be eaten if you are fighting a Dragon and it suddenly transforms into its true self!" He was getting louder now, sounding like he might spontaneously combust from all the anger.
"You're right in front of its muzzle! Are you Stupid?" he yelled. Muzzle? What kind of Dragon is this? A puppy that just got scolded for chewing on the furniture?
I jumped backward—again—just to be on the safe side.
"Now launch your attack like you mean it!" he snapped, throwing his hands up like he couldn't believe the level of incompetence in front of him.
"Do I really have to tell you step by step what to do? Is that brain of yours an empty husk?! A baby is significantly more intelligent than you!"
I'm sorry, what?! A baby? Seriously? The once-great genius of the world's greatest empire—now reduced to being compared to a brainless baby. What happened to my life? Did I get hit with some kind of stupid stick when I wasn't looking?
I clenched my fists, trying to hold it together. Annoyed beyond belief. A massive ball of crackling Fire, the size of a small boulder, appeared in front of me. With a growl, I launched it straight toward the white Dragon.
The thing sped off at the speed of light, but of course, the moment it made contact with his stupid, shiny translucent barrier—bam. It bounced off like a rubber ball, making not even a dent.
"Is that all you've got?!" the Dragon bellowed. "You have a uselessly infinite mana capacity and yet you're this weak?! I told you to condense the mana and make a more powerful spell!!" He paused, slapped his face in frustration, and then looked back at me. "Do I need to start teaching you the basics again? If time was flowing normally, it's been a million years and you're still absolutely worthless."
I clenched my teeth so hard I thought they might shatter. I wasn't about to let him talk to me like that. My pride refused.
So much for the almighty Dragon being a good teacher.
I forced myself to focus. His words grated on me, but I pushed through the anger and started to condense my mana into something smaller, denser, and more powerful—just like he had said.
Right when I was about to finish gathering my mana, a transparent window popped up in front of me, right on cue, like the universe itself was trying to distract me from my rage.
Are you kidding me? Right now? This better be good. I couldn't help but wonder if the system had some kind of sick timing, always choosing the worst moments to pop up.
Notification
You've unlocked one skill under the contract with the White Dragon:Creation Skill:
You can now create any kind of skill you can think of, but it must be something that has never existed before. You have the ability to alter physics or physical laws to make these new skills possible, even if they didn't exist previously. As long as you can conceive of it, you can bring it into existence. Additionally, you can combine existing skills to create advanced ones.
Application:
Physics manipulationCreation of new and additional skillsMana consumption is required upon creation, based on the skill's ability.

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FantasyI woke up in an unfamiliar world, inside a body that wasn't mine. I mean. A realm brimming with magic, dragons, and every fantastical creature I had only dreamed of. Yeah, no big deal, right? At first, I tried to live as normally as possible in this...