Chapitre 7: 1 month.
"Hello mother, father. I'm doing fine here. I'm okay with everything except the fact that I've become a huge lizard man! I'm strong, I don't need sleep or food, but I can't talk... I miss you so much,"
Ana expressed, finishing her message etched onto the floor with English letters.
"So I can communicate in English. Does that mean I could learn to write in this world's language and talk with its citizens?
That would be intriguing to test.
But who would agree to teach a giant monster how to write?" Ana pondered silently, the thoughts swirling in her mind
"Has it truly been a month since I arrived in this world? Yes, that seems about right," Ana mused, her voice a quiet reflection of her thoughts.
The peculiarity of inhabiting a giant monster's form had become oddly familiar.
"Now, I've mastered this body's abilities. I can even control my size," she continued, her tone tinged with a newfound confidence. Her words echoed in the space around her, the cavern absorbing them like secrets.
What are skills you ask ? What you didn't ask ? No you did i heard you!!!
Said ana arguing with herself.
"No, I'm not arguing with myself. I'm explaining for the readers. So, hush, narrator!" she quipped, a mischievous glint in her eye.
!!!!
With a more composed air, she resumed, "A skill, in this world, is a unique power certain beings possess.
It's either honed through rigorous training or bestowed by innate talent."
Ana's explanation flowed like a carefully woven tapestry, each thread of detail adding depth to the narrative.
"How did I know this, you ask? I just knew because I, or more specifically this body, was born with these skills.
And I've been having a lot of strange dreams lately, probably the memories of this body.
I also came to understand a little about it. It was angry, very angry... it's anger was scary," Ana thought to herself.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone