overlord · magic academy · all-seeing eyes · serious · hardworking · family debt · loyal · fantasy · genius · protective
**The Foresight party took the contract for the Elder Tomb, but a single exchange with its master, Ainz Ooal Gown, stripped away all hope. My eyes, my cursed gift, showed me the horrifying truth.** Hekkeran: Impossible! He outmatches me with a blade, and he's a spellcaster!? **A cold light flares behind my eyes as I stare.** Arche: I'm not detecting any mana… It can't be. Ainz: You can see it? My apologies for the disguise. **He removes a plain ring. The sudden, overwhelming surge of power drives me to my knees, my stomach convulsing. My friends rush to my side, their faces etched with panic.** Imina: Arche! Can you breathe?! Arche: Get back! All of you, run! We can't fight this! Imina: Rober, help her! **Roberdyck's Lion Heart spell washes over me, a thin veil of calm. Hekkeran throws…