SSS Awakening: I Can Create Skills By Will-Chapter 53: Threads of Authority
But even though the mana had dispersed, it had existed and stayed as he wanted.
"I held it," Arthur whispered, more to himself than anyone else.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
As he straightened.
"Let’s see how long I can keep it steady if I try it this way."
He shifted his approach.
Instead of gathering mana broadly, he narrowed it.
He didn’t keep it wide, or thick. Instead he kept it thin like drawing out a filament.
He imagined pulling a wire between his fingers.
Taut, focused, and precise.
And the mana responded that way as It stretched thinner than before.
It was even more condensed, but unstable.
The moment he tried to hold it in place, it vibrated violently.
His teeth clenched and his wrist trembled.
Then the strand snapped.
The backlash hit harder than the previous one.
Arthur stumbled back a step, barely catching himself.
A sharp ache bloomed across his chest as he coughed once.
"Too thin," he said hoarsely.
He inhaled, then exhaled as he reset.
No frustration, or self pity as he adjusted even more.
Again.
He gathered mana, and then he narrowed it, and he held it.
But it vibrated one again before it snapped.
Again.
Snap.
Again.
Snap.
Some attempts failed immediately, some lasted half a second, while some collapsed the moment he tried to place them in space.
Sweat dripped steadily from his chin.
And his breathing grew heavier.
Yet Arthur’s eyes stayed locked forward.
Focused and unblinking.
He drank another mouthful from his mana potion and tossed the vial aside.
As he thought only about his progress.
Again.
Gather.
Stretch.
Hold.
This time, something changed.
The strand did not snap immediately.
It quivered violently.
But it held.
Arthur froze.
Every muscle fibre of his being poured into maintaining it.
He whispered to himself to stay focused
"Do not force".
"Do not push".
"Just maintain".
Soon, A moving dummy rolled forward on its track.
As It reached the space where the strand existed.
There was no explosion or clash.
The dummy simply jerked and then stopped.
Like something invisible had interrupted its momentum.
Arthur’s breath caught.
The strand collapsed a moment later and pain flared.
But Arthur was already smiling.
"It worked," he whispered.
It was not perfect, or the effect strong even.
But it felt real this time.
His legs felt weak, and his arms trembled.
But excitement surged through his exhaustion like fresh blood.
He was not guessing anymore, he was creating now.
Arthur did not sit.
He did not rest as he went again.
This time he tried forming two strands.
One failed instantly.
But the second wobbled and snapped.
Backlash burned across his nerves, as he gritted his teeth.
"Too greedy," he said quietly.
He adjusted.
Less mana, but both failed.
More mana, and both vibrated violently and collapsed.
He tried again.
And again.
And again.
Sometimes he overfed.
The strands grew thick but unstable and exploded.
Sometimes he underfed and nothing formed.
Each mistake taught him something.
How fast mana destabilized.
How pressure felt right before collapse.
How his intent wavered when his breathing broke rhythm.
Arthur unconsciously began controlling his breathing.
Slow inhale.
Slow exhale.
Form. Hold. Release.
His world shrank.
No hall, no people, no noise.
Only himself.
Mana.
Intent.
Space.
Time blurred.
He did not know how long he had been standing there.
Minutes, or maybe hours.
His body screamed fatigue.
His muscles burned, and head throbbed.
Yet his mind felt strangely sharp, and clear.
On another attempt, something clicked.
A feeling.
As he adjusted the distribution slightly.
Not equal.
One strand slightly thicker, the other slightly thinner.
Both formed.
Both trembled.
Arthur locked his jaw.
The moving dummy rolled forward once more as It entered the space between the two strands.
Its forward motion stuttered.
Then slowed.
Then stopped.
Arthur exhaled sharply.
He could not hold them long as the strands collapsed almost immediately.
Pain washed through him.
But he did not care as he laughed softly.
Just a breathy sound of disbelief.
"I get it now," he murmured.
Not fully, or perfectly.
But enough.
He had reached the moment of understanding.
And that was always the hardest part.
Arthur’s legs finally gave in.
He lowered himself and sat heavily on the stone floor.
His back hit the wall.
His head tilted backward.
Sweat ran down his temples.
His chest rose and fell rapidly. His arms felt like they weighed twice as much as before.
But his eyes were alive.
Bright and satisfied. Tired, but happy.
As he sat there, something stirred inside of him.
A familiar sensation.
He knew.
The system had responded.
A slow smile spread across his face as he closed his eyes.
"About time," he whispered.
Then he let himself rest.
Arthur stayed where he was, back against the wall and legs stretched out, breathing slowly as the dull ache in his body settled into something manageable. His muscles still trembled when he moved, and his core felt hollow, but his mind was clear in a way it rarely was after pushing himself this far.
Then the familiar glow slid into his vision..
Soft lines of light unfolded before his eyes, steady and calm, as if acknowledging the work he had just done. Arthur read it once, then again, and a tired and satisfied smile crept onto his face before he could stop it.
✦══════════════════════════════════════✦
❂ SOVEREIGN INTENT SYSTEM ❂
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⟦ Skill Manifestation Confirmed ⟧
⟬ Authority Structuring Detected ⟭
→ Spatial intent stabilization achieved
→ Battlefield influence expanded
━━━ ACTIVE SKILL ACQUIRED ━━━
✦ Name: Intent Weave
✦ Type: Battlefield Control / Intent Projection
✦ Rank: F
✦ Status: ACTIVE
⟬ Skill Description ⟭
The user structures sovereign intent into spatial threads, forming a localized interference field that resists hostile movement and disrupts kinetic flow.
━━━ PRIMARY EFFECTS ━━━
• Disrupts enemy momentum within the affected area
• Slows charges, leaps, and rapid assault vectors
• Destabilizes coordinated enemy formations
━━━ SECONDARY EFFECT ━━━
• Targets passing through the field experience increased structural strain, raising vulnerability to follow-up attacks
⟬ System Assessment ⟭
→ Battlefield control authority established
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A/N:
There we have it😌🔥.. It’s effect would be better understood in future battles.. Can’t wait!😁
But there’s a quick test run in the next Chapter🫴🏽
