“Everyone has eight slots for innate Skills. A simple Skill like [Enhanced Strength] is fine, but rare Skills can take up 4, 5, or even all 8 slots.” Elder Hinga told me this at the Orb mine where innate Skill Orbs are excavated. However, as 'slaves,' we couldn't acquire Skills through contract magic, and we had no future. It was a fateful day. The noble who owned the mine—our 'master'—came to inspect the mine. The ceiling collapsed due to an earthquake, and a rock hit the noble's head, killing him. Instantly, our contract magic vanished. The quick-witted slaves ran to the warehouse where the Skill Orbs were stored, absorbed rare Skills, and used their newfound abilities and magic to cut down the guards, fleeing the mine. A riot broke out. I was too late to grab an Orb. —It was over. I would be a slave again. In my despair, I saw an 'impossible Skill Orb.' The Holder '10 slots' [All Things] [World Ruler]. This Skill Orb, which no one could use, was of no interest to anyone except researchers. However, I was able to absorb [All Things]—why? Because I was a 'reincarnated person.' I had 8 slots + 8 slots, a total of 16 slots for Skills. The mine was surrounded, and there was only one exit. In my hand was the mysterious Skill [All Things]. What should I do—?