by IvoryCinder
They all said I was insane. A penniless orphan, aiming to become a knight? Keep dreaming. They mocked me for having no talent, no backing, not even enough coin for the cheapest Vigor Potion. And they were right. But there's one thing they don't know: I have a cheat. While they sleep, I'm training in a pocket dimension where one hour is ten. While they boast about their progress, my proficiency panel is screaming with maxed-out stats. So let them laugh. They're about to learn that in this world of magic, talent isn't power. Money isn't power. A cheat is.
