Destiny Point, the change in destiny that a person causes—this could either be good or bad, but it should be impactful enough. This is the only way to get stronger by the Awakeners except for when they first Awaken their skills!
But after the Awakener returned to Earth, their growth would stop as Destiny Points could no longer be accumulated.
"Eh?" Eryke took deep breaths to process his thoughts as he tremblingly looked at the panel before him.
He quickly used some of the Destiny Points to level up his talent.
[Congratulations! You have consumed one hundred thousand Destiny Points and directly leveled up
[Your Clone has increased to 2, and you have gained the unique skill
"Hmm? Just leveling up a single time costs me one-tenth of my Destiny Points from coming back to the world?" Eryke frowned, then looked at his unique skill
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Description: Allows the user to control multiple consciousnesses at the same time and filter only the necessary information to the main consciousness.
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He was immediately satisfied when he saw this, as it didn't have a level.
"The difference between skills and unique skills might be that they don't have levels like normal skills."
Then he looked at his title <
"Woah."
A new blue panel appeared in front of Eryke.
[Travel to Another World: 100,000 Destiny Points]
"Ho." Eryke sat in his chair, his hands trembling as he took an entire jug of water and splashed himself with it in disbelief.
Not only could he return to the world he had traveled to, but he could also visit other worlds and accumulate Destiny Points, creating an infinite loop of Destiny Points to strengthen himself.
After calming down, he looked at his injured legs, opened the system, and his vision was immediately filled with skill after skill.
He directly chose the skill he wanted:
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[Regeneration: 5,000 Destiny Points]
[Body Strengthening: 5,000 Destiny Points]
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Level 1 Regeneration could only barely increase the body's natural healing, making even scratches take hours to heal.
So Eryke upgraded Regeneration again.
Level 2 cost 10,000 Destiny Points and allowed him to instantly heal scratches.
Level 3 cost 20,000 Destiny Points and enabled him to recover from knife injuries in a few minutes.
Level 4 cost 60,000 Destiny Points, granting him near-instantaneous regeneration and even the ability to recover lost organs.
Eryke stood up on both legs for the first time in years, a smile forming almost immediately.
"Finally." He raised his hand toward the ceiling, tears threatening to fall, and started running in circles.
"This thing that has haunted me for the past four years has finally been cured."
He stopped and tried to upgrade the skill again, but a pop-up appeared…
[Insufficient Requirement]
Eryke frowned and then tried to increase the level of his Body Strengthening. Once again, he faced the same issue.
"Aren't Destiny Points the only requirement?" he muttered, frowning. Although Awakener's information was public knowledge, he had never left his home and only had knowledge from the internet.
And as everyone knows, the internet is a hellhole of misinformation that can make people develop severe depression.
After checking out every feature of the shop, looking through it carefully, and calculating in his heart, Eryke finally summoned his clone again.
"I can't call you Eryke as well—that would be weird. Let's call you Eryke The First."
He nodded approvingly while scratching his chin, then sent the clone back to the other world.
Feeling the warm current flowing through his body, Eryke was motivated and started doing light push-ups. Before that car accident, he had been a national Olympic winner, but the accident had taken everything from him. Now, sports existed only for the Awakeners.
Gritting his teeth, Eryke began training his body again, letting power flow through him.
Meanwhile, Eryke The First roamed the forest with curious eyes.
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[Eryke The First (Clone)]
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Skills:
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"I wonder which world this is."
There were many worlds Awakeners had traveled to, and some had been made public. Some were martial worlds, some were realms where gods lived, and many more.
Anything that could only be imagined in fantasy was a reality in the other world.
As he traveled through the forest, a small shadow watched him through surveillance.
The more he walked, the more shadows lurked in the trees, their gazes fixed on him.
At that moment, he heard strange noises coming from the bushes.
"What's there?" Eryke The First thought with vigilance, carefully stepping forward—only for a squirrel to leap out, scratch his face, let out a snicker, and dart away.
His brow twitched.
"Bastard."
Shh!
A snake's slithering hiss came as a green blur launched itself at him.
"Shit." He immediately rolled on the ground, barely dodging the attack.
"Huff, huff."
With his strengthened body, he managed to stand up and lunge at the snake, catching it by its jaws. But before he could do anything, a massive shadow loomed over his head.
Eryke The First looked up, his eyes widening in terror. A griffon the size of five people came diving down from the sky.
At the last moment, his life flashed before his eyes. Acting on instinct, he hurled the snake directly at the beast and dove into the bushes.
The griffon's eyes narrowed, but it made no sudden moves. Catching the snake in its claws, it swiftly flew away.
"Ho! Ha!" Eryke The First collapsed onto the ground. "This place is too dangerous—"
Before he could finish his sentence, a black shadow shot through the air, slicing through the wind with deadly precision. It struck his hand, pinning it to the tree beside him.
"Ahhh—!"