Show Them a Fierce One

In his previous life, Anuo was a corporate drone forced into endless competition; in this life, he’s an Elf who just wants to lie flat and slack off.

Whether it was because he accidentally fell from the Mother Tree at birth, or because a modern soul needs time to adapt to another world, Anuo always speaks and acts slowly-no matter how hard he tries, he can’t speed up, so he’s simply given up struggling.

To this day, the Magic Academy still circulates the legend: “The Elven Queen’s brother isn’t quite right in the head.”

Ludwig Asmodeus-divinely gifted beauty, eternally noble Demon God bloodline, acting commander of the Seventy-Two Legions.

A not-so-perfect academic genius who, three hundred years ago, failed his Classical Music Appreciation Class, tried to retake it, and still flunked.

One day, their Origin Power suddenly swapped.

Elf Anuo grew Bone Wings of the Demon Race and gained world-shattering Forbidden Spell magic; the commander of the Demon Legions… became nature’s darling, a born Bard.

Anuo: Hap-pen-ed-

Ludwig: ???

Ludwig: Classical Music Appreciation is in the bag.

Anuo: What-hap-pened?

Later, the Six Races Grand Competition, held once every six hundred years, was about to begin.

Anuo: With-me-

Ludwig: The ticket to the Grand Competition is Origin Power. I’m the Elector of the Demon Race, but now it’s you. You must represent us and win!

Anuo: Ir-re-le-vant. [Slowly… terrified.jpg]

Ludwig: Don’t be scared. Come on! Give them a fierce look!

A perfectionist, sometimes childishly competitive Demon Race top (Ludwig) X a long-lived, always-on-standby, 2G-surfer, sloth-reincarnated Elf bottom (Anuo)