In my world you are born with skills and abilities; special powers that allow you to do extraordinary things. You inherit them from your parents, you can gain them though training, and you can occasionally just sort of unlock them while doing whatever you do.
I was born with two special abilities; Shell Rebirth and Inherit.
The latter ability was different than what we were given at birth from our parents. It allowed me a rare chance to gain the skills and abilities of my opponent. It had a simple premise, but it rarely activated making it nearly worthless.
For most of my life I had thought that the former skill was even more worthless than the latter-- just pure trash. I had started off with two abilities but none of them activated not once for the first twelve years of my life. It wasn't until the first time I died-- which is a hilarious story that I'll tell you later-- that I realized I had two amazing skills.
The former ability Shell Rebirth granted me an insanely overpowered ability-- the ability to never die-- to rebuild myself in the safety of a cocoon made of scabs --it's gross--after a fatal strike. These two skills worked in tandem. While Inherit rarely allowed me to steal skills from my opponent, if my opponent managed to kill me and Shell Rebirth kicked in-- Inherit would activate-- and grant me the newly acquired skills in my next life.
Because of this, I've found myself in a weird predicament. Whenever I come across skills and abilities that I want all I simply have to do is die by the person who has them.