Character One: Caroline Saint-Antis Freya. Female. Race: Succubus Sorceress (succubus). Age: Appears as a woman in her twenties, but actually over 400 years old. Appearance: Long golden wavy curls, heterochromatic eyes—one blue, one green. Personality: Frivolous and unserious, always stirring up trouble. Background: She found the entire world and her own life utterly boring. She once considered ending her life but was persuaded by a mysterious person to join the Hero Association. She is now the Rank Zero, Number One Succubus Sorceress of the Hero Association.

A Succubus Sorceress defies the gods and seeks the world’s hidden truths. They twist nature’s laws through unorthodox, heretical paths to rewrite their fates. For ages, they clashed with humans in bloody wars—their strained relationship needs no explanation.

Ironically, in today’s fast-changing society, Succubus Sorceresses and other races slowly blend into human communities. Modern multi-racial societies now accept them, even adore them. This shift likely stems from their naturally stunning beauty, amplified by the rapid rise of otaku culture, lifting them to elite status.

Freya stands apart.

At 400, she’s still young for her kind—yet she mastered nearly all magic and sorcery within those centuries. "Learning has no limits" meant nothing to her. To Freya, everything in existence was just meaningless dust she could conjure with a flick of her wrist.

Even life’s three ultimate questions—

Who am I?

Where do I come from?

Where am I going?

—failed to trouble her. Nothing blocked her ascent toward godhood.

Then one day, Freya grew weary of the world. Weary of herself. For hundreds of years, she’d dwelled in a self-made realm, studying magic day after identical day. Bored by this stagnant existence, she constantly pondered ending her life.

"Death… what is it truly like?"

If she’d grasped all worldly knowledge, only one puzzle remained—experiencing death itself.

Just as she resolved to die, a stranger appeared in her world.

"Oh! So this place really exists."

"..."

Freya wasted no words on the intruder. She summoned her mightiest spells and hurled them all at once.

To her shock, he wasn’t reduced to paste. Unharmed, he stood there waving.

"Oh! You’re the Succubus Sorceress living here? My bad, my bad—I barged in unannounced."

His face glowed with a blissful smile. For some reason, at that sight, Freya’s frozen heart stirred with a faint pulse of life.

"Human…"

She recognized him instantly. Mocking his insignificance inwardly, she refused to spare him a proper glance.

Still, she stayed wary. After all, he was the first human to survive so many of her proudest magics.

To be continued...