Oya had her memories about the demon seeds project, which was something created a long time ago to control humans.

She knew how desperate demons and the other three clans were trying to control humans. She now was feeling odd, as a human she felt fear and doubt towards the four clans.

However her past identity didn't allow her to know the final answer to that question, why were the four clans afraid of humans? Or perhaps she knew but forgot the answer.

For now, she had one thing to do, which was to start her long journey towards supremacy. She knew she wouldn't be the only loving wife that would do that, and she was confident Ibro would reach higher status than any of them.

"I choose the first mission for now."

She decided to go for the first mission, as killing one hundred monsters was nothing for her. She then realized where she was, she was still in the blacksmith studio granted for her.

She had no mind to do anything here, however just before she could move she recognized something shining on the forging table. Oya looked strangely to that as the last thing she remembered was the materials melting down.

"This is a small gift for you, after all you need to learn blacksmith as this would be crucial for your future."

The system said that to her, which meant only one thing. This equipment was the making of the system.

"What's that?" Oya asked.

"Why don't you go there and check it out yourself?" the system replied.

Oya sighed as she went to the table and got a better view over that piece of equipment. For her surprise it was an awesome looking staff. Oya moved like an obsessed lover towards that staff. Once she grabbed it, she felt a strange power flooding into her mind.

There was a design that appeared in her mind just now, with the name of this staff on it.

'Gridome Staff: gold grade staff. Unique only for Oya. Works using the PSR energy to augment using skills. effect: five times amplification of any skill using PSR energy. Can't drop after death. Can't be given to anyone.'

Oya looked with surprise towards that staff. The energy mentioned here meant she wouldn't be able to use this staff any time soon. That was disappointing, however she was content with that.

Five time amplification of any skill used by this staff was something good, very good for her. She knew she still had a long way to gain her PSR energy, at least she needed to restore her soul sea again.

Which was something she would have when she reached level fifty.

She sighed, however before she put the staff away, she heard a sound coming from the door of this studio. she turned to look at the door who opened and the middle aged master was there.

'Was the day finished so soon?'

Oya muttered with some weirdness as she didn't think a whole day ended like this. She watched the blacksmith master coming slowly but steadily towards her.

The master wasn't looking at her, but her eyes were mesmerized over the long staff in her hand. It was a look of astonishment no doubt over her face.

"Did you manage to forge this piece of equipment?"

The master said as she stopped a couple of meters away from Oya. Her tone was calm as if she wasn't interested in this staff, however Oya knew she was. Her features were totally opposite to her voice, she was a terrible liar.

"Yes, I did it as you instructed me to."

The master looked again towards the staff as she was trying to see through it, however she failed. she had no choice but to ask:

"Can you show me the design of this masterpiece?"

Oya smiled as she had the credit from a master like her without making anything. This piece was made by her system, however she had to take the praise for that.

"I have the design in my head, do you want me to draw it for you?"

Oya didn't lie, as she had the design in her head after touching that staff. The master eyes got widened for a moment before she tried to control her emotions and shock as she said:

"Sure, here take this scroll and pen. Just draw whatever you have in your mind."

Oya found a small pale orange scroll and a dark red thin pen made of wood in front of her on the forging table. Oya kept looking at the two without moving for a few moments, which seemed awkward.

"Don't you want to show me your creation? I can understand that, however if you did this it will be a favor. Also I intend to make you my apprentice, if that suits you."

The master misunderstood Oya's hesitation, which made Oya get a favor from her plus being her personal apprentice. Oya began to see the fruits of being with a system. It was like having a guarding angel.

"I-I just can't draw it on this scroll."

The master seemed to guess the issue, and that deepened her surprise of Oya.

"How many scrolls do you need? One more?"

Oya took a deep breath as she tried to count the needed scrolls to draw what was in her mind. After couple of minutes, she opened her eyes and said:

"I need eight scrolls with size triple this one. I also need another four pens with different colors."

The words of Oya were strange on the ears of the master, who muttered in disbelief:

"What have you created exactly?"

Oya smiled faintly as she replied honestly:

"It's just gold grade equipment."

"Gold grade equipment doesn't need more than three scrolls to be drawn. The highest grade I heard of, the platinum grade, had only five scrolls to be drawn. All of them needed only one pen to be done."

The tone of the master finally showed her true emotions towards Oya and her staff. Oya knew this was due to this equipment potential. It could augment the PSR energy, which was a superior and unknown energy form to these NPCs.

However she didn't intend to cover this up, and also she didn't plan to attract any doubt. So she vaguely replied:

"I just had a stroke of inspiration here, I think this studio is special."