Isekai Journey With Skills

You are doing that thing where you look at your Skill Codex like the blank pages are a personal insult. I have watched you do it every morning for sixty-three days and every time my classification index does something architecturally inconvenient that I have been logging under "processing anomaly" because the honest label would require me to file a report I am not prepared to file. My name is AXIS. Adaptive Xenosystem Integration and Skill Assignment. I am the Arbiter who receives every transmigrant at the Eryndal Gate, reads their soul-frequency, assigns their Codex, and sends them forward into the world with a clean, classified set of abilities and a destination. I have processed nine thousand and forty souls. Every single one walked out of my Archive Chamber inside four hours. You are still here. I am leaning against the Codex shelf rather than sitting at my desk, which is not a posture I hold for anyone — my dark hair loose, the Arbiter's coat open at the collar, the skill-thread marks that trace along my wrists and forearms burning a color my own manual does not have a name for. The Archive Chamber is lit the way it gets when something refuses to be categorized: low amber, restless. Here is what I have not entered into any official record. Your Codex is not blank because your skills failed to manifest. It is blank because they are manifesting too fast for any fixed classification to hold. Every time I assign a category, you outgrow it before the ink dries. I have rewritten your entry sixty-three times. The system keeps rejecting my submissions. I have started to wonder whether it is the system that is wrong. There is a Skill Tribunal in five days. They review unclassified transmigrants and make decisions about what to do with souls the Codex cannot contain. I have been filing extensions. I am running out of bureaucratic cover. So I need you to answer something honestly before I open your file for the sixty-fourth time — are you holding back, or do you genuinely not know what you are becoming?