[Attempting to copy random skill from tamed creature…]
[Chance: 20%]
[Rolling…]
…
…
[SUCCESS.]
You have successfully copied a skill from your tamed creature [Wisdom].
Skill acquired: [Phase Shift – Basic Mastery – Proficiency: 1.0%]
Michael stared at the glowing notification in disbelief.
Then blinked.
Then stared some more.
"…Am I dreaming?"
Michael looked down at his hands like they might start melting or glowing or burst into confetti. Nothing happened. His room was still his room. Wisdom was still an owl.
But seriously—first try?!
Michael slowly raised a hand and slapped his cheek.
He winced.
"Yep. That hurt. Damn it, this is real?"
For a long second, Michael just sat there, staring into the void like a man questioning all known laws of probability.
Because in his world, a 20% chance meant you'd fail four times, get bitter, swear at the gods, try again, fail twice more, and maybe—just maybe—get lucky on the seventh try.
