“Well, I guess it's time.”

“Time for what, Drin?”

“For you to officially meet your other instructors. As overpowered as the author made me, I still have my shortcomings. You've already spoke with one of us, before you met me.”

“I did!?”

“Yes, you did. That was Shadow. He is a male Surface Drow, and supposed to be the twin brother to Emiliot. You'll meet her in a bit. Don't expect to learn more about Shadow, that is all that he has ever given away about himself.”

“So how many people are you introducing me to?”

“There are four of us that are important to your training right now. We will assess your strengths and weaknesses, and instruct you accordingly. You will also receive your first weapon, which is always a day you will remember. And perfect timing! We're at the meeting hall.”

“Are they like you at all?”

“To an extent, yes, they are similar to me.”

“Oh boy.”

“What?”

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“So, who did you want us to meet, Drin?”

“Emiliot, Shadow, Bookworm, allow me to formally introduce you to Yamada S. Orgin. Dick's daughter, and his successor of his family.”

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“Yamada, what are your plans for Drin? Are you going to be a love rival!?”

“What?”

“What?”

“Nani?”

“(Sigh) Bookworm, what have I said about reading Manga during your research time? Emiliot, what did I say about asking that sort of question. And why are you asking that question to girls, about me?”

“Sorry, Drin, it's not my fault.”

“And how is it not your fault, exactly?”

“The author loves Manga so much that he had to incorporate a character that also loved Manga. That character just happened to be me.”

“Fair point, Bookworm. Fair point. So anyways, Yamada, on my left is Emiliot Darkoak. Her cliche is that she is the main heroine who is also insanely strong. She is also the martial artist of the group, due to her brute strength. On her left is the assassin cliche, Shadow. You won't get much personal information off of him, no matter how hard you try. Trust me, I know. And finally, on my right, is Bookworm, the cliche that needs no explanation. He is a thirty foot work that reads books. A literal and figurative bookworm, on every possible level.”

“And what cliche are you Drin?”

“Me, I'm the main character cliche, I am extremely powerful, and hold at least one secret technique that no one else can use.”

“Is that so? Well, what cliche am I, if I even have one?”

“That has been answered already. You are the 'larger’ elf cliche. Blonde hair, blue eyes, pointed ears and a large bust.”

“Okay, but what do you mean by 'larger'?”

“Well, the other cliche is the small breasted elf, with the same elven features.”

“I would slap you, but I really am not surprised anymore. Is that all you think about?”

“Heavens no! I am usually down to earth and unbelievably serious. Let me have some fun every so often!”

“Fine, pervert.”

“Hey! Anyways, to figure out what your optimal weapon is, Emiliot will spar with you multiple times and report to me with the results. Don’t take any part of this training lightly, as you can die if you do.”