I was the strongest Pathfinder in my world. I had strength and authority, and the Order I created obeyed every word. But the Archmages were afraid of me and betrayed me. Now I am in a new world, in the body of a weak boy, disinherited and sentenced to death. Ha! Is this a problem? I will punish my enemies. Tough, tasteful. I’ll earn money. After all, my Gift in this world is unique, and I have no equal here. I will raise the race from the bottom. So much so that even the Emperor will shudder when he hears my name! But in general it’s not a bad little world. The girls are beautiful, the food is delicious, the monsters are scary, and the opponents... The opponents are still no match for me! I feel like I'll like it here! But for the rest... However, that’s their problem!