I Died and Was Reincarnated as a Goth Femboy

Kenjiro's brain was a screaming vortex of pure, uncut humiliation. He pushed himself off the dusty floor, his face so hot he was sure the green wig was about to melt. The drone camera was still hovering, capturing his every mortifying second for thousands of viewers. Thinking fast, he scrambled to his feet, struck a pose that was equal parts defiant and awkward, and flashed a peace sign at the camera.

"T-that was supposed to happen!" he declared, trying to sound cool and in control. "It's a special... tactical landing!"

Just as the words left his mouth, the Kobold Champion, recovering from the aerial assault, let out a furious roar. It ignored the fallen Gluteus for a moment and charged, but not at Kenjiro. It slammed its massive body into the knight's side, sending the giant man stumbling. Gluteus's shield flew from his grasp, ricocheting off the cave wall and clipping Lyrielle, who cried out as she fell to the ground.

With the party's defenses shattered, the champion locked its beady eyes on the most annoying target: the floating, kicking femboy who had just face-planted in front of it. It lowered its head and charged.

Kenjiro froze. He was exposed, his tank was down, and a giant lizard-monster was about to turn him into a fine paste. He squeezed his eyes shut.

A familiar, cold power washed over him. When he opened his eyes, the world had a darker tint. The Kobold Champion was still charging, but it was moving in slow motion. From his back, the shadowed, muscular figure of his old self peeled away, solidifying into a phantom of pure rage.

The shadow didn't even bother with a warm-up. As the Kobold Champion came within range, it unleashed a punch so fast it broke the sound barrier. The monster's teeth shattered on impact, flying out of its mouth like broken porcelain as its head snapped back. Before the creature could even fall, the shadow was on it, a relentless storm of fists pummeling the champion's body. Each blow landed with the force of a battering ram.

The beatdown was savage, brutal, and over in seconds. The shadow threw one final, devastating punch, and the Kobold Champion simply ceased to exist, dissolving into a shower of sparkling light and a pile of loot.

The chat exploded into a frenzy that dwarfed all previous excitement.

HOLY SH*T

THE SHADOW IS BACK

A GOTH FEMBOY WITH A STAND?!

NEVER FORGET THE BUTT THAT SUMMONS THE POWER

Lyrielle scrambled to her feet, her staff shaking in her hands. She stared at the spot where the monster had been, then at the terrifying phantom standing over the loot. "W-what... w-was that, Mr. Bombom?" she stammered, her legs trembling.

The shadow turned its head slightly, a cruel, confident smirk playing on its phantom lips. It gave a single, satisfied nod before melting back into Kenjiro, who slumped forward, suddenly exhausted.

"It's... my Persona, or something," he panted, trying to catch his breath. "Long story."

He received the mission completion notification, the massive bonus from the livestream donations flashing on his screen. With Gluteus's help, they gathered the loot, and a very shaken, very confused party began their long walk out of the mine.