Moving Mountains

Waking up in a mysterious room, in a forest I didn't recognize, after I was sure I was dead, was deeply disturbing. But it was when the first monster attacked me, that was when I realized...

I was well and truly fucked.

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The skills I'd had during my life were translated here as literal Skills, which were apparently the system of 'Magic' in this place, or something close to that. They could be learned, and they could be given, making this world even more different than I'd expected.

But one big thing hadn't changed at all: In this Place, Rich people had the best stuff, which included skills, and they weren't shy about taking what they wanted from others.