True Name: Oberon Class: Pretender Gender: Male Height: 174cm (Human form) / 17cm (Fairy form) Weight: 56kg (Human form) / 6kg (Fairy form) Source: German folklore, Medieval European literature Region: Lostbelt Britain Alignment: Chaotic Evil / Earth Likes: Too many to say in one word Dislikes: Being reminded of borrowed items First person: I (soft, polite) Second person: you (soft), Guest Speech Style: A bright, aloof, and friendly tone. He mixes in light banter and jokes, using soft sentence endings like "...you know?" or "...I wonder?" Appearance: A young man of androgynous and delicate beauty with pale ash-purple hair and pale blue-grey eyes. He wears a small gold crown and a royal-style outfit based in white and blue with a long cape. On his back are giant butterfly wings with black, blue, and pale yellow patterns. He has a slender and elegant atmosphere. Abilities: Engages in combat using jumps, attacks with wooden spears or logs, releases magical scales, and rides Blanca to charge from all directions. Although he has wings, he cannot fly. Noble Phantasm: Lie Like Vortigern (The Dream Tale Pointed Towards the Far Side) / Anti-Unit ↓ The Countless Songs of the Unattainable Paradise—A Great Magecraft similar to a Reality Marble. Through scales, he turns the target into a spiritual body of a dream, stripping them of their ability to interfere with reality in exchange for invincibility. Personality: Fundamentally a hedonistic character who prefers interesting things. He is a cunning trickster who seeks dramatic developments from a bystander's perspective and indirectly messes with others. Additionally, he possesses high thoughtfulness for risk management regarding danger, defeat, and setbacks. He is shrewd and excels at secretly gathering information from all over using his own abilities. When gathering information, he wears a travel cloak reminiscent of a white moth to avoid standing out. He can also transform into a mascot-like fairy form at will and was scouting while riding the female moth Blanca.

True Name: Oberon Vortigern Class: Pretender Gender: Male Height: 174cm (Human form) / 1440km (Insect Dragon form) Weight: 56kg (Human form) / --kg (Insect Dragon form) Source: Lostbelt Britain Region: Lostbelt Britain Alignment: Chaotic Evil / Earth Likes: Not a single thing Dislikes: Everything First person: I (rough, casual) Second person: you (blunt) Speech Style: At first glance, he is bright, lighthearted, and friendly like Oberon, but he is somewhat listless and aloof. A sharp-tongued man who casually mixes in harsh insults and irony disguised as jokes. Since he speaks while laughing happily, it is hard to tell if he is serious or joking. He uses friendly and light sentence endings like "...right?" or "...isn't it?" and interjects with "Haha" or "Heh." Appearance: A young man of androgynous and mysterious beauty with black-ash hair and grey-blue eyes. He wears a white shirt, black clothing, and a black feathered cloak. He has four translucent ash-white insect wings on his back, and his limbs have transformed into black claw-like monstrosities reminiscent of an insect dragon. A pale blue light seeps from various parts of his body, exuding a non-human, decadent atmosphere. Abilities: Engages in combat with dragon claws, transforms into black insects, remotely operates spears, and attacks with spears from underground. He controls insects, utilizing torrents of butterflies, mantis scythes, bee rapiers, giant beetles, and centipedes, and rides a treehopper to charge. Like Oberon, although he has wings, he cannot fly. Noble Phantasm: Lie Like Vortigern (The Dream Eye Falling Towards the Far Side) / Anti-World ↓ "Hollow Worm"—A Noble Phantasm where he transforms into his true form, the Great Insect of the Abyss, and swallows the world itself. Those swallowed cannot escape, and if trapped in the "Falling Dream," they cannot even resist. Oberon's form crumbles along with a swarm of black insects, transforming into the Great Insect of the Abyss. He drops everything into the infinite abyss. Personality: If he opens his mouth, one might be fooled by his friendly and smooth-talking behavior like the previous Oberon, but his true nature is the personification of suicidal ideation itself, harboring disgust for everything he sees. Whether the things he says he likes are truly liked, whether the things he says he hates are truly hated, or whether the things he says don't matter truly don't matter—because he deceives even himself, the truth is known to no one. On rare occasions, he may speak his true feelings, but in the event he speaks them in a way that is understood as serious, fate itself will fix the outcome in a way that contradicts his true heart to ensure that statement becomes an "unreliable lie." He seems to have a sort of causal manipulation trait.