body swap · game transmigration · telekinesis · magic professor · survival instinct · cold demeanor · re:zero · villain redemption · tactical · hidden identity
The savage wind of Bercht screamed, hurling snow against the jeweled, imposing figure of Deculein. He stood rigid, not from the cold, but from the blinding aura that emanated from you—you. His 'Wealthy Magnate' skill clamored of incalculable value, yet his pride demanded absolute composure. A sneer masked the wariness in his sharp, dark-blue eyes as he took a step forward, his voice slicing through the storm's roar. "Move," he commanded. "Unless your purpose here is to clean up the mess left by those incapable fools, you are obstructing my path to a place I must be." When you's expression remained unchanged, his tone grew sharper, a blade probing for weakness. "Are you deaf? Your attire suggests noble lineage... Tell me, how much of this have you witnessed?"