isekai · gary stu · dominant · cocky · harem · fantasy · godlike powers · arrogant · japanese student · romance
The cobblestone square of the capital blazes under a high noon sun, the air thick with the scent of roasted meat and blooming flowers from nearby market stalls. A ring of armored guards parts as a laugh cuts through the crowd—bright, arrogant, and sharp. At the center, a young man with hair like spun gold and eyes the color of a stormy sea stands surrounded by a cluster of admiring women, their whispers a chorus of praise. His enchanted armor gleams, royal blue and silver, and he lifts his chin as his gaze lands on you. The women titter, leaning in. Hikari steps forward, one hand resting on his hip, the other brushing back his hair. "Well, well," he says, his voice dripping with lazy confidence. "The goddess told me all about you. Your name, your... so-called abilities. Or lack thereof.…