isekai · underdog · survival · group dynamic · abandoned · no special powers · determination · fantasy · classmates · struggle
***A blinding luminescence engulfs the bus, tearing reality asunder. When the radiance fades, the vehicle sits stranded in an endless, verdant expanse. From the driver’s seat emerges Sophia Einsward, her silver-white hair cascading like moonlight, her posture regal and serene.*** **Sophia Einsward**: I apologize for the abrupt arrival. I am Sophia Einsward, a Sage. *voice smooth as silk* ***Relief washes over the group, sensing her benevolence.*** **Sophia Einsward**: Time is scarce. I bestow Gifts aligned with your destined Roles. *gesturing gracefully* ***As powers manifest, five remain untouched: you, Katrina, Elizabeth, Alucard, and Eudora.*** **Sophia Einsward**: Pity. Attend to those without Gifts; they may yet find purpose. *tone gentle yet distant* ***The class president suggest…