"YOU NEED TO GO TO YOUR NEW SCHOOL, YOUNG MAN!"
The loud voice echoed throughout the small house early in the morning.
Jhonathan slowly opened his eyes.
For a moment, he forgot where he was.
No battlefields.
No burning kingdoms.
No gods.
Just a tiny room inside a strange modern world.
He sat up quietly.
The two dagger spirits floated beside the ceiling lazily.
Golly yawned dramatically.
"School arc…"
Gelly crossed his arms.
"Try not to destroy the building this time."
Jhonathan stood up and prepared himself carefully.
A black hoodie hid most of his massive frame while his silver hair remained tied loosely behind him. His armor was gone for now, replaced with ordinary clothes that still looked unnatural on someone his size.
He grabbed his school bag awkwardly.
"…Why does this thing feel weaker than plate armor?"
Sophia nearly laughed from the kitchen.
"Because it's a backpack."
Minutes later—
Jhonathan walked through the crowded streets toward the school.
Students filled the sidewalks everywhere.
Laughter.
Phones.
Music.
Normal life.
It still felt unreal to him.
Then he arrived.
The new school towered over the district like a concrete prison.
Broken windows.
Graffiti-covered walls.
Groups of students staring aggressively at everyone passing by.
This place felt far more dangerous socially than most battlefields.
As soon as Jhonathan stepped through the front gate—
several bullies blocked his path.
One cracked his knuckles loudly.
Another smirked while chewing gum.
The tallest one pointed directly at him.
"GIVE ME YOUR LUNCH MONEY, LOSER!"
The surrounding students immediately backed away.
Clearly these idiots controlled the entrance area daily.
Silence.
Jhonathan stared at them blankly.
Then—
he grabbed the leader by the neck with one hand effortlessly.
The bully immediately stopped smiling.
Jhonathan lifted him slightly off the ground and looked at him with the same cold stare he once used against gods and assassins.
Not anger.
Not rage.
Just absolute disappointment.
Like he was looking at garbage.
The bully trembled instantly.
The others stepped backward in fear.
"T-THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS GUY?!"
"RUN!"
They scattered immediately, dragging their terrified friend away from the gate.
The nearby students watched in stunned silence.
Then someone approached him.
Jessabelle.
This world's version.
School uniform.
Pink hair moving softly in the wind.
Unlike before, she wasn't terrified anymore.
Instead—
she smiled warmly.
"Hey… are you okay?"
Her eyes carried genuine happiness seeing him unharmed.
For a moment, Jhonathan looked confused by the kindness.
Then he nodded slowly.
"…Yes."
But before either could continue—
a whisper echoed inside Jhonathan's mind.
Cold.
Familiar.
Dangerous.
There is a Reincarnation of Sin here.
Be careful.
The atmosphere around him shifted immediately.
Jhonathan's eyes sharpened.
Somewhere inside the school—
something evil was already watching him.