Born in Another World With Two E Rank Skills!?

The morning sun cast long beams through the haze of rebuilding. The scent of toasted grain and smoked meat lingered as breakfast wound down, and the quiet hum of conversation gave way to focused energy. Villagers swept debris, patched walls, and cleared pathways. Even the children helped where they could, their laughter a soft balm over scars.

Kael waited until the moment felt right. He approached Mira as she finished speaking with her mother, gently holding out the Resonance Bloom.

"You ready?" he asked, a glint of excitement behind his calm voice.

Mira blinked, then nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be."

She held the herb with reverence. Its petals shimmered faintly, almost breathing with magic. As she ate it, Kael activated Omni-Vision, narrowing his perception to the smallest threads of energy he could see.

What unfolded was breathtaking.

The moment the petals touched her tongue, light bloomed within her—gentle, swirling patterns of magic winding through her body. Most of it traveled up, spiraling toward her brain. There, the energy did not simply empower—it sculpted.

Tiny veins of light threaded into dormant spaces, carving new lines of understanding as if the herb was both teacher and chisel. Entire regions of her mind lit up as unused paths opened, rearranged, and then stabilized.

It wasn't brute force. It was precise. Intentional.

It was like the herb whispered knowledge directly into memory, etching comprehension into the folds of thought.

After ten minutes, the glow faded. Mira wavered on her feet, eyes wide and unfocused. Kael moved without thinking and caught her by the shoulders, steadying her.

Their eyes met, cheeks flushing almost in sync.

"Th-thanks," she said softly, leaning slightly into him before stepping back.

"You okay?" Kael asked, still gently holding her arm.

She took a breath, nodded, and smiled with teary eyes. "Yes. More than okay. I… I understand it now. My Minor Creation... it's no longer 'Minor'. I reached intermediate understanding."

Kael's eyes lit up. "That's incredible. What changed?"

"I could finally see it—what the magic is doing," Mira said, her voice gaining strength. "It's breaking down surrounding materials, disassembling them, and then reforming them into new shapes. I still don't fully get the... atoms, as you called them, but I believe you."

Kael grinned. "That's enough. Try it—create something new."

She closed her eyes, hands extended. Energy flowed. A moment later, a small gleaming disc of bronze appeared in her palm.

Kael's breath caught.

"Try steel," he whispered.

Moments later: a long, narrow rod—steel. Then brass. Then a solid square of wood—not alive, but dense and firm. Granite. Quartz. Shapes began forming with precision—thin sheets, domes, small blocks.

Some grew to the size of a living room.

Kael's thoughts spun. If this was intermediate, what could master or even divine understanding produce?

Excited, Kael began sketching in the dirt: a stove made of steel and copper, flue vent, enclosed chamber, detachable cooking surface. Mira studied it carefully, her hands glowing with magic.

She tried, concentrating deeply—but nothing formed.

"It's not working," she murmured.

Kael frowned. "Maybe… it can't handle multiple materials at once. Not yet."

Mira's expression dimmed. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," Kael said, voice firm. "This just means we work together."

They did.

Kael broke the design into parts. Mira made each piece—sheets of steel, curved copper tubes, handles, bases, tops. Kael assembled them using rivets and bolts he shaped with precision teleportation. The result? A durable, efficient stove—part heater, part cooktop.

By late afternoon, they had replaced every crude stone fireplace with a modern stove. Mira moved from home to home, reshaping each shelter's layout to fit the upgrades. Villagers marveled at the sleekness and warmth of the new hearths, the ease of cooking, the safety of enclosed flames.

For Kael and Mira, the sun was low before they stopped, sweat beading on their brows but satisfaction glowing in their eyes.

Side by side, they watched as smoke gently curled from chimneys they had built together.

Kael turned to her. "You know… this is just the beginning."

Mira nodded. "Let's keep building."