One week after burning the bandit castle, Grant was having a drink in a tavern just outside of Leim Fortress. He had been there for several days, unsure of how to slaughter the locals in the most entertaining way possible. There were just to many possibilities to consider. As our protagonist was about to finish his drink, several burly men asked if he had seen a friend of theirs.
"Nope, totally haven't locked him up in a torture chamber for vivisection." Grant said, letting his charisma do the work.
"Oh, sorry to bother you then." the man said before walking off, confused as to what was said about a torture chamber.
An hour later, Grant walked off into the lush and verdant woods to the torture chamber he had mentioned earlier. The path was covered with cheerful blue and yellow flowers, merging into the greenery for a serene environment. Within the chamber were half a dozen men and women each, all comatose and having their flesh opened from their throat to just above their genitals. At the side was a pile of clothing and armor that Grant had finished studying long ago, such that he could make perfect replicas with but a thought.
Sifting through the organs of his captives, Grant made some additions to a piece of paper on a table nearby. As he had what he needed, Grant stitched them up good as new. With a sudden bout of inspiration, Grant gave the twelve of them Minor Warrior Strata classes for kicks and released them from their comatose state. You could even say he "Granted" them an oppurtunity.
The first thing Kyle saw when he woke up was an unfamiliar ceiling. Trying to get up, he realized that he was bound by chains and couldn't move. The other subjects recovered from their dazed state as well.
"Where am I?"
"What is this place?"
"I demand you release me!"
What's going on?"
"You dare take advantage of me!!!"
As everyone was going mad waiting for some sort of response, the sound of footsteps emanated from further away. When they drew closer, the chained persons heard a chipper voice.
"I go out to take a whiz, and of course that's when they wake up." Grant muttered aloud, before beginning to talk to his experiments.
"Hello everyone. Now I know you are scared and startled, but don't worry, I have no intention of hurting you."
"W-who are you?" asked one of the six women.
"I am the one who will change your futures. You might not have realized just yet, but you could easily break out of those chains with purely physical might. The only reason you couldn't do so earlier was because the sleeping drug I gave you hadn't fully worn off yet. Go on, try it." Grant encouraged.
Kyle, seeing that there was no way to avoid doing so, raised his fist with as much strength as he could muster, tearing the chain in half as he suddenly rose into the air with the force of his fist. Hearing Kyle do so gave a bit of confidence to the others, who soon removed their binds. And as they got up, they all realized that they were completely naked.
"You filthy pervert! How dare you strip me!" the angry girl from before shouted, whose name happened to be Seriana Lenko, a prominent noble daughter in the area.
"Oh, about that, you will find your clothing under your beds. Please come sit with me once you are dressed." Grant spoke in a calm tone, despite his inner desire to laugh like a maniac at their reactions.
A short while later, 13 people, or more 12 people and a dangerous sociopath, sat at a large stone table underground. The newly empowered civilians felt strange, as along with their physical might, their instincts had grown more accute as well. And those instincts were saying to never, ever go against the young man in front of them.
"So, who are you?" asked Kyle, truly curious as to the identity of the person who could make them so strong in such a short period of time.
"I'm Grant." said, well, Grant.
"I-I meant what is your job, skills, or ambitions. N-not to offend you." Kyle started to stutter.
"Oh, that. I could be called the most terrifying person to ever exist in this reality." Grant calmly said amidst sharp gasps from his audience. "As for my ambition, let's just say that I want to have fun, be it from war, food, sex or other things. But for now I plan on conquering the kingdom of Leiso."
Grant's stunning words confounded his those at the table, while the readers have heard this beforehand.
"Speaking of, care to join me? Just sign this contract if you want to become extrordinarily powerful." Grant started to wield his great charisma.