Insanly Talented Player Novels & Stories

"I'm close to invulnerable, I'm stronger than most anyone here, I'm hot and I make seven figures a year. What can you possibly offer me?" Lothar was at a loss for words. He didn't make that much! "Okay, could you two stop flirting," Tarloh interrupted, trying to keep a straight face even after getting kicked in the shin by Nat. "What did you two have in mind?" Nat leaned back, bracing herself with her hands. "There are a lot of Talented humans out there. And being in the protection business, I've met several. There's one that I've heard of who has an . . . understanding of dimensions beyond anything you or I could grasp. His name is Croc, but . . ."

The things they are capable of in the original world and using it in their job as a player unlocks the new stat. He chuckled, this is the first time he has a player who has an extraordinary ability that his screen would detect. Normally, people have their skills such as physical, mental, talents and so on. But the moment they turn into a player, those skills of their abilities will be added automatically to the system. Even the talents such as acting, artist, martial arts, and so on. If ever a player has a unique or otherworldly talent, it can not automatically be applied to the system. A player must use his/her ability for it to be manually added. But those players are unusual. Because thei

That arrogant, conflicted, shame-drenched little hot shit. But the payment was real. The session was locked in and the system flagged it as his first. First times are supposed to be handled delicately. That's why I was called. But I don't plan on being delicate. Not with him. I read the card again. Alias: Moranorebel Level: Starter pack Notes: First timer. Mask preferred. No safe words provided. Eish. Another rookie mistake. They all think they are ready until they are not. But this one?

Fucking bastard! ****

" My laugh was self-deprecating. "Once you acclimatize to the city, you fall in love with the anonymity of it." But Kieran would never know. Incogintaurenity was something he'd never know again this lifetime. He was one of the tallest soccer players in the world. An Ashburn FC forward, renowned for his lethal penalty kicks and ruthless dribbling that had defenders stumbling over one another's feet as they attempted to cover him, he was, without doubt, the bane of every goalkeeper in the Premier League and the one mythological player every youngster in Europe and South America possessed a poster of on their bedroom wall.

Unless I manage to kill a demon with a special ability. In this world, every person has an ability called a talent. One can think of it as a sort of magical ability. My brother, Logan Winters, can run really fast. My mother, Emilia Winters, can pass through walls, while my dad, Ducal Winters, can turn his skin into steel. On the other hand, I have the talent of a siphoner - new talent and possibly the most powerful one there is.

I said and rubbed my hair with my hands out of frustration. "You have a good time with that girl you brought home last night?" James asked "You know I did, and I didn't bring one girl home; I brought three," I said with a smirk. Being the CEO of Mitchell's Enterprise and owning a lot more businesses made all the girls run to me. Not to mention the fact that I was a Mitchell myself. We were the wealthiest people in Illinois. We had billions of dollars. "Well, good luck with your interviews," James said and opened the door

Once the Innate Talent Menu opened, Golden saw in the first line the words [Last Wish System] without any description more than [Special Innate Talent]. Of course, the Last Wish System counted as Golden's Innate Talent, he already predicted it. Golden felt that was the only explanation for the system's existence, the system was a special type of Innate Talent.

The questions landed like bullets. One by one, the men around the table flinched. Jeff Sandler had built his empire by buying the best players in the world. Money had never mattered to him. Talent did. Results did. And right now, Vortex owns the most dominant professional e-sports player on the global stage. Yet whispers followed them everywhere. Some said his teams relied on illegal AI assistance. Others believed they were simply better than machines. But one name had begun to dominate every forum, every leaderboard, every rumor thread.

1) Mini Map ( N/A) Skills: Passive:- Intimidation ( Mid) Martial Arts ( High) Weapon Mastery ( High) Versatile Works ( High) Active:- Identify ( N/A) Special Traits: Calm Minded ( Possess abnormal control of own mental state even in a dire situation) Limitless physical growth ( Given due to inability to master Magic in Fantasma) Modern Man ( Possess advanced knowledge and social norms far surpassing any civilization on Fantasma) }} "…..high human?….why??..". I know and am sure that I'm a normal homo sapiens, But why am I labeled as High human?.