Lucien sat in his room in the dorm, staring at the mirror with a deep sigh. The reflection of a strikingly handsome young man with silver hair and violet eyes stared back at him. But the weight of the world—or rather, the weight of an entire anime plotline—pressed down on his shoulders.
[System: Why the long face, host? You survived today. You should be dancing with joy!]
"Oh, right. I survived being skewered by Leon Albright. What a fantastic day," Lucien muttered, rolling his eyes.
[System: Positivity is key! But maybe you should focus on preparing for what's coming next. Ignorance almost got you killed today. Let's take a look at your stats!]
A translucent blue screen popped up in front of him:
[Lucien von Zephyr - Stats]
Intelligence: 98
Mana: 45
Strength: 12
Agility: 18
Endurance: 20
Charm: 7
Luck: 2
[Skills:] Advanced Magic Theory
: Level 4 Elemental Control (Fire)
: Level 2 Swordsmanship
: Level 1 Persuasion: Level 1
Lucien blinked at the screen. "Wow, my intelligence is through the roof… makes sense, I was a hardcore student in my past life. But charm and luck? Wow. I'm practically a cursed troll."
[System: Let's be real, you brought that on yourself. Also, your magic is decent, but your swordsmanship and social skills… well, let's call them works in progress.]
"Gee, thanks," Lucien muttered. He rubbed his temples. "So what's the game plan here? Everyone hates me, my death flag is still waving proudly, and I'm stuck in a dorm room."
[System: Simple! You start building your power and fixing your reputation. Or you could sit here and wait for Leon to slice you up. Your choice.]
Lucien groaned. "Guess I better start learning magic. If I'm going to survive, I need every advantage I can get."
[System: That's the spirit! Let's get started… assuming you don't set the room on fire first.]
And so, the long road to survival began.