Magnet of misfortune (1)

Ashley leaned against a nearby tree and closed her eyes to check on her abilities. After a minute she let out a chuckle and beamed to herself. She still had her clairvoyance ability as well as her spatial dimension in her mind. Her clairvoyance originally manifested when she was eleven and had to face a group of adults who wanted to sell her to some high ranking noble because of her beautiful face. Since then this ability was one which made her overcome countless troubles. The only draw back was that she could only see into the near future and not how her actions may have an impact in the long run. Her spatial dimension was a legendary grade ability in her original world and so she concluded that it should be rare here too. Her dimension included treasures she had collected in her previous life as a Belize, including the snow sword she has a blood pact with. The snow sword was something very precious, crafted centuries ago by a talented artificer named Shoyi. It only recognised a master once its previous master was dead and if the sword didn't recognise you, then no matter how much you try you wouldn't be able to pick it up. Ashley took a deep breath and walked towards the sound of water. She soon came across a river and breathed a sigh of relief. She tottered towards the river and checked her appearance that was being reflected back. She saw back two beautiful emerald eyes and midnight black hair that cascaded down to her waist; a beauty who could cause the destruction of a nation, that's how mesmerising she looked. Ashley was however not the slightest bit astonished as this was her original face. She took a handful of cold water and gulped it down satiating her thirst. She looked up at the rapidly darkening sky and stood up to make a camp nearby but suddenly froze in her footsteps. Several pairs of eyes glinted in her direction and low growls were heard. There was no mistaking it, those were wolves. A bunch of hungry, blood thirsty wolves. 'Seriously?', she muttered. Ashley looked up towards the sky, glowering with all her might. 'Are you f*cking with me God?!! You want to kill me as soon as I get here?' Saying this she impetuously honoured the sky with her middle fingers. Not far from her stood a man clad in black robes which were inscribed with silver sigils. The silver runes ran along the hems of his robe, accentuating his immortal appearance. And currently this man had an amused glint in his eyes as he watched the girl ahead swear at the heavens. No one noticed his presence, not Ashley and definitely not the wolves. He silently wondered how long this girl would last under the vicious claws of the wolves without intending to help her out in the slightest.

This is how abilities were graded in Ashley's previous life: (From highest grade to lowest grade)

Legendary Rare High Normal Low