Razeal opened his eyes again.
Honestly, he was starting to get used to this strange sensation his consciousness constantly being spun around, tossed from one place to another like laundry in a dryer.
[Welcome, Host, to the SSS-Rank Valley of Villey.]
[Villain Title: Greatest Thief.]
Razeal's eyes narrowed slightly as he read the system's message. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Huh... this one actually sounds better than the last two weirdos I met."
The title intrigued him. "Guess being a thief isn't exactly what I imagined for someone considered the strongest in perception," he mused aloud. "But hey… who am I to judge?"
Before arriving here, he had made a quick stop in the Zenocide Space. Just a brief visit to ask that laid back guy if he had any perception related skills or movement enhancing techniques.
