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So you died a horrific death in your own world? No problem! Maybe you are exactly what an dying old mage needs to resurrect the princely line of the Morozov family. An old maniac sliced a couple of people to bits right before your eyes? Relax! Now he's your teacher, and he's going to guide you along through life. What? You've actually seen real demons? Huge, ten-foot-tall monsters wielding axes? Take a chill pill! They appear pretty frequently in unexpected places all over the world and wreak destruction.

Another chapter in the story of the heir to the Morozov mages. It takes place in a cruel world where ancient bloodlines with magical abilities enjoy power and influence, while Normals devoid of magical gifts are of no use to anyone. This depressing fate was in store for our hero, Ivan, too—he was condemned to death by his father, who was sure that he was as magic-less as a puppet. But Ivan was rescued and brought up by an old warrior, and the head of the Morozov bloodline was able to transfer his gifts to Ivan just before his death—leaving an impostor soul from another world in his body.

In this world, I'm the heir to the princely Morozov line, but I don't have any talent for the magical arts. When my enemies find out I'm alive, they'll definitely come looking for me. I think someday I'll have a warm welcome prepared for them, but in the meantime I have to continue my training, kill demons, and juggle my schoolwork on top of that. Wait up, Imperial Academy! Here I come!

So your projects are finally coming to fruition and beginning to yield an income worthy of your noble lineage? You've had a chance to grow your business while enjoying all the perks of a young lord's life? Don’t get too comfortable. This world has a new trial in store for you—the academy awaits, and you're about to become a cadet!

In dieser Welt bin ich der Erbe der fürstlichen Morozov-Linie, doch ich besitze keinerlei Talent für die magischen Künste. Wenn meine Feinde herausfinden, dass ich noch lebe, werden sie mich mit Sicherheit suchen. Ich glaube, eines Tages werde ich einen herzlichen Empfang für sie vorbereiten, aber in der Zwischenzeit muss ich mein Training fortsetzen, Dämonen töten und obendrein noch meine Schularbeiten erledigen. Aufgepasst, Kaiserliche Akademie! Hier komme ich!

Du bist in deiner eigenen Welt eines schrecklichen Todes gestorben? Kein Problem! Vielleicht bist du genau das, was ein alter, sterbender Magier braucht, um die fürstliche Linie der Morozov-Familie wieder aufleben zu lassen. Ein alter Wahnsinniger hat vor deinen Augen ein paar Leute in Stücke geschnitten? Ganz ruhig! Jetzt ist er dein Lehrer und wird dich durchs Leben führen. Was? Du hast tatsächlich echte Dämonen gesehen? Riesige, drei Meter große Monster, die Äxte schwingen? Nimm eine Beruhigungspille!