Chapter 2 - What The Sigma

The morning sunlight streamed through the grandiose windows of the aristocratic manor Adolf now called home. He stood before the gilded mirror in his room, meticulously adjusting the dark blue blazer of his school uniform. The crisp white shirt and neatly knotted tie only added to the aura of a highborn student destined for greatness. Yet, the peculiar mustache—which the system had insisted was the hallmark of his "Rizz energy"—remained a source of mild irritation.

"Alright," Adolf muttered, staring at his reflection. "First day at school in this new world. Time to make an impression."

[DING! Reminder: Your charisma is unmatched, Host. This will be easy for you!]

"You're awfully confident for someone who's not the one walking into a class full of strangers," Adolf replied, rolling his eyes. Still, he couldn't deny the excitement bubbling within him. If this was indeed a crossover world filled with anime heroines and protagonists, his opportunities were limitless. He could already imagine the chaos he'd stir and the destinies he'd rewrite.

He stepped out of the manor, where a sleek black car awaited him. The chauffeur, an elderly man with a neatly trimmed beard, opened the door with a bow. "Master Rizzler, the car is ready to take you to Tokyo Academy."

Adolf nodded and climbed in, his thoughts racing as the car sped through the bustling streets of Tokyo. It wasn't long before the imposing gates of Tokyo Academy came into view. The sprawling campus looked every bit as grand as he'd imagined, with its towering buildings and immaculately maintained gardens. Students in identical uniforms milled about, chatting and laughing as they made their way to class.

As Adolf stepped out of the car, he could feel the weight of dozens of eyes on him. Whispers spread like wildfire.

"Who's that?"

"He looks like a prince or something!"

"Is that mustache… intentional?"

Adolf smirked, straightened his tie, and strode confidently toward the main building. He was led to his classroom by a member of the school staff, who knocked on the door before opening it.

"Everyone, we have a new transfer student," the teacher announced. "Please welcome Adolf Rizzler."

Adolf stepped inside, his piercing blue eyes scanning the room. As expected, he immediately recognized several familiar faces. In the back corner sat Rias Gremory, her crimson hair cascading over her shoulders as she regarded him with mild curiosity. Two rows ahead of her was Seirenji Haruna, her shy smile lighting up her face. Yuki Mikan was scribbling something in her notebook, while Kaguya Shinomiya and Chizuru Mizuhara exchanged hushed whispers near the window.

Adolf's smirk widened. This was his stage.

"Good morning, everyone," he said smoothly. "It's an honor to join such a distinguished class. I hope we can all get along."

The room buzzed with murmurs of approval, and the teacher gestured for Adolf to take an empty seat near the center of the room. As he walked to his desk, he could feel the eyes of his classmates following him, their curiosity palpable. Adolf's confidence soared. This was going better than he'd expected.

But just as he was about to sit down, the ground beneath him trembled. A low rumble filled the air, growing louder by the second. Students gasped and looked around in panic as the entire building shook.

"What's going on?" someone shouted.

Adolf's eyes darted to the window, where a bright streak of light hurtled toward the school from the sky. His heart sank as he realized what it was.

"Is that… a meteor?" he muttered.

The system's voice rang in his mind, unusually frantic. "Host, brace yourself! This wasn't in the script!"

Adolf barely had time to react before the meteor crashed through the roof, obliterating his desk and sending debris flying in all directions. The impact was deafening, and a blinding light engulfed the room. Adolf felt a searing pain in his chest as the shockwave slammed him against the wall. His vision blurred, and the last thing he saw was the horrified faces of his classmates.

When the light faded and the dust settled, the classroom was in ruins. The once-pristine walls were scorched, and the floor was littered with rubble. In the center of the destruction lay Adolf, motionless.

[DING! System Alert: Host's vital signs are critical. Emergency protocols initiated.]

Adolf's mind drifted in and out of consciousness. He could hear the faint echoes of voices around him, but they felt distant, as if coming from another world.

"Is he… alive?"

"Call an ambulance!"

"Who even survives a meteor strike?"

The system's voice cut through the haze, tinged with desperation. "Host, stay with me! You can't give up now! Think of all the heroines you haven't rizzed yet!"

But Adolf's strength was fading fast. As his vision darkened, a single thought crossed his mind.

"So much for making the Edging Great Again…"

And then, silence.