My Repair Skill Became An Almighty Cheat Skill ... Apr 2026

Suddenly, Kaito saw the world differently. He saw the "cracks" in everything. The golem looming over him wasn't a solid wall of stone—it was a collection of fractured mana circuits. Kaito stepped forward and tapped the golem’s chest. "Restore," he commanded.

"Useless junk!" Brad hissed, tossing the broken hilt at Kaito’s feet. "We’re leaving. A support who can't even keep our gear intact in the heat of battle is dead weight." My Repair Skill Became An Almighty Cheat Skill ...

Kaito looked at the sword, then at the man who had abandoned him. He saw the "cracks" in Brad’s character—the greed, the arrogance, the rot. Suddenly, Kaito saw the world differently

They left him there in the dark, surrounded by the echoes of scuttling monsters. Kaito looked at the shattered sword. His heart burned with a quiet, steady heat. He reached out, his palm glowing with a faint blue light. "I just want... to fix everything," Kaito whispered. Kaito stepped forward and tapped the golem’s chest

Kaito was the "trash-tier" member of the Iron Fang party. While they swung enchanted blades and cast roaring fireballs, Kaito sat in the dirt with a whetstone and a needle. His skill, , was considered a chore, not a talent.