#schnauder

I was wondering if you could do a NSFW fic for Schneider where the reader loves fighting shes super strong and she sent challenge letters to all the top 10 except for Schneider. Schneider is offended by this and once when they run into eachother he confronts her about it. She ends up saying I don't want to fight you I want to kiss you by accident. She runs away while he's in shock. She runs into Schneider on another occasion who says she never let him reply to her confession. Which leads to things getting spicy.

Helllooo

Yes i have been getting your requests....im just....to shy....to post it. BUT i gathered the courage and here it isssss and....i may have gone overboard.

I tried, I really did.

But as always

Your wish is my command

Enjoy

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Frame- Schneider's quarter.

The candles were snuffed out as he started...to nothing.

Again

Again

She dared to to it

Astra received a letter—challenging him to a sparring match.

Suffery, too, had been summoned.

Even through whispers, it was said that Veramonte himself had been tested.

Andrei, intrigued, had received one and was already on the hunt.

The name traveled faster than fire on dry leaves.

Y/n van Ravenstein

A relentless awakened girl, carrying an ability that should not exist—copying.

One touch was all it took, and she could reanimate the awakened force flowing through her opponents.

Light on her feet, fast as the wind itself, she was nearly impossible to pursue.

Suffery had fled back to the Frame, humiliated, terrified that the girl might steal her force control completely.

And now Astra rose to the occasion—whether to kill her, or drag her back for research.

Because who in this world wouldn’t hunger for her gift?

What could make you stronger than taking strength itself from another?

Y/n van Ravenstein.

Y/n the Thief.

Y/n the Devil Ape.

Schneider’s fists curled so tightly his knuckles cracked. His teeth ground together with such force it echoed like stone grinding against stone.

''How dare THAT IMBECILE!'' He yelled, crimson spikes came out the gorund.

''...she dares to taunt me by sending the everyone except me a letter.......''

He got off his throne and started walking

“I shall show you what it means to mock me.”

Far in the desert,where men shall seek death by burning Sun and no drop of water was a solitary tower,bureid lsightly inside the body of sand. its shadow cold over the sand. Beneath the tower, carved deep into the earth.

The interior was vast—endless. Polished tiles stretched underfoot, reflecting the golden light of sconces burning with eternal flames. Walls were lined with towering shelves, not of books, but of ancient artifacts, scrolls, and vials that hummed with awakened energy. The shelves formed labyrinthine corridors, twisting in impossible geometries, and the ceilings soared into darkness, supported by arches draped in crimson and gold silks, swaying faintly as if alive.

Hidden staircases spiraled upward into balconies overlooking the main halls, while secret doors and alcoves revealed chambers of training, containment, and experimentation. Mechanical contraptions clicked and whirred in the shadows, guarding her secrets and forcing intruders to think twice.

In the center of it all, a massive dome opened to the sky, letting in harsh sunlight that danced across mosaics of desert beasts, swirling sands, and awakened forces frozen in stone. The sound of sand shifting outside barely reached the inner sanctum; here, time was hers, and only she could claim mastery over its flow.

It was not just a lair. It was a fortress of knowledge, a training ground, a palace, and a trap. Every corner, every hallway, every shelf could be deadly—or enlightening—for those bold enough to step inside.

The sun bleeds across the dunes, painting them crimson and gold. A solitary tower rises in the distance, its shadow stretching like a claw across the sand. Schneider stands at the crest of a dune, staring at it.

White-and-black arabian scarf wrapped around his face, hiding everything but his piercing ice blue eyes. The wind tugs at his cloak and scarf, whipping them like banners of war. His fingers twitch, craving confrontation, every muscle coiled and ready.

He takes a single step forward, sand crunching beneath him. Then another. The tower looms larger, the labyrinth within it hiding untold secrets and traps, but Schneider’s patience had ended. Tonight, he would enter, and the game would finally begin.

Schneider crouches slightly at the crest of the dune, scarf whipping in the wind. Ice blue eyes lock on the tower’s upper window—the only ordinary entrance. Every heartbeat is measured, every muscle coiled like a spring.

He shifts his weight. Breath steady. Then…

With a sudden, fluid motion, he bends lower, gathering all his power, before exploding upwards. The desert wind screams past him as he soars high into the night sky, higher than the tallest dunes, a shadow against the moon.

Time seems to slow as he arcs perfectly through the air, scarf trailing behind like a comet. Below, the sands shift, oblivious to the storm above.

He crashes through the window atop the tower—glass shattering, stone splintering—and lands with precise force inside the lair. Dust swirls, candles flicker, and the enormity of the desert library is revealed.

The grand doors far below remain closed—impossible to open from this height. Only Y/n could summon them, raising her tower from the sand. But she isn’t here yet. Schneider is already inside, standing atop the shattered windowsill, surveying her labyrinth.

Y/n van Ravenstein moves through her vast desert library. Her white robe clings to her curves, one side slipping off her bare shoulder. She’s just emerged from a bath, the rose petal-scented desert water still clinging to her skin. Steam curls around her as she dries her hair, soft and light in her hands.

Unaware, she steps into the corridor near the shattered upper window. And there he is.

Schneider stands there, scarf still partially covering his face, eyes glinting like gold in the flickering torchlight. Calm. Predatory. The shadows play across his features, and the sheer presence of him makes the air tense.

Your eyes finally saw him,starled: ''w...who....''

He looked at her,her eyes widen.

''...you know exactly who i am''

“Wha—”

Her words die on her lips. The robe slips further, and her heart thunders. He doesn’t move immediately—he simply watches, every motion deliberate.

“You’re bold… leaving yourself exposed in the labyrinth of your own creation.”

Her pulse races. She tries to step back, but the corridor’s walls are high, the polished tiles echoing every footstep. Her instinct screams to fight, but something about the way he stands—calm, controlled, unshakable—makes her hesitate.

“I… I don’t want to fight you—I want to—”You spoke,flustered, blurting without thinking.

She freezes, eyes wide, realizing her own words. Her robe slips further, heat rushing to her cheeks.

Schneider blinks, stunned. For the first time, the hunter seems caught off guard, his mouth slightly parted, eyes narrowing in disbelief. And then… he smirks.

“Oh? You want to…?”He asked,low, amused, teasing

Y/n panics, snatching the robe tighter around herself.

“Shut up! I—I didn’t mean—”You said,panic clear in your voice.

She took her steps back,rushing back to the baths of her desert home.—but Schneider’s presence is a predator’s shadow, following her every move. And just like that, the game has begun.

Y/n flees through the winding corridors of her labyrinth, robe clutched tightly around her. Her bare feet barely make a sound on the polished tiles, but the sound of her own rapid heartbeat echoes in her ears.

Schneider moves with lethal grace behind her. The scarf partially hides his expression, but his golden eyes are locked on her every step.

“You really think you can run from me?”He teased.

Y/n glances back, breathless. She ducks into the bath chamber where she had just bathed, hoping to use the steam and rose-scented haze as cover.

The room is filled with warm steam. Rose petals float gently on the surface of the water, and the polished stone glimmers in the candlelight. Y/n’s robes stick to her wet skin, clinging uncomfortably as she presses herself against a wall, trying to catch her breath.

And then he appears. Schneider steps into the doorway, slow, deliberate. He doesn’t rush. He lets her feel his presence first—*magnetic, dangerous, irresistible.

“You ran… but I followed.”He spoke,low and smooth.

Y/n swallows, heart hammering. For once, her strength and speed don’t seem to matter. His presence is overwhelming—dominant yet calm, like a storm barely contained.

“I—I didn’t mean… I—”You said,breathless, flustered

Schneider steps closer, the steam swirling around them, highlighting his sharp features. His hands brush against the edge of the bath, close enough to graze her skin without touching—but enough to make her shiver.

“You never gave me a chance to answer your… confession.”He said,tilting her chin.

Y/n’s eyes widen. Heat rushes to her cheeks, and she instinctively steps back, but the wall is behind her. He smiles slightly, predatory yet gentle in that rare way, closing the distance.

“Do you even realize what you’ve done… by saying it?”He whispered, dangerously soft.

''I k-''

''You think im dumb? You think i am not aware of your eyes on me when Im fighting? But....I take disrespect that you never send me a request...you have yourself to blame for this,plum''

Y/n’s breath catches. She opens her mouth, no words coming. And then, slowly, the tension snaps into something charged—electric, undeniable. This is no longer just a chase. This is the start of something far more dangerous… and intoxicating.

The rose-scented steam swirls around them. Their eyes meet, and for a heartbeat, the world outside the labyrinth ceases to exist.

The warm rose-scented steam swirls around them, clinging to her damp skin and wet robe. Y/n’s heart races, pulse echoing in her ears. Schneider steps closer, deliberate, predatory, his scarf forgotten on the polished floor behind him.

He reaches out, his hands strong and steady. With a gentle push, he guides her back toward the stairs leading into the bath. Her bare feet skid slightly on the wet stone, and she gasps.

Before she can react, Schneider follows, descending the stairs into the bath with her. The water ripples around their ankles, rose petals floating gently between them. His golden eyes are fixed on hers, intense and unyielding.

Then, without warning, he closes the distance, lips meeting hers in a kiss—slow, commanding, and impossibly consuming. Y/n clings to his strong arms, the feel of his muscle and warmth grounding her as the kiss deepens.

Schneider’s hands move with precise strength, guiding her to the side of the bath. One hand presses against the wall, the other supporting her back, effectively pinning her against the stone. She arches slightly, breath hitching, the steam curling around them as their bodies press closer.

Her robe slips further, clinging to her wet skin, while his intensity is tempered with a teasing, calculated patience—enough to make her ache, yet never letting her feel fully in control. Every brush of his hands, every press of his body against hers, is a silent assertion: the hunter has cornered the prey, and the prey isn’t entirely unwilling

“You should have let me answer… Y/n van Ravenstein.”He said,voice low and teasing.

She trembles, lips parting, hands gripping his arms tighter. The chase has ended. The game has shifted. And in the swirl of rose petals, steam, and heat, neither of them can deny the dangerous pull between them.

The steam rises thickly, curling around them like a living curtain. Schneider’s hands move with both strength and precision, slipping over the wet fabric of her robe. With a decisive motion, he tears it away, letting it fall in damp, crumpled folds onto the polished stone floor.

Y/n gasps, breath hitching, but there’s no fight—only the tremor of anticipation and heat. Her hands clutch at his chest, feeling the taut muscles beneath, while he leans closer, lips brushing hers again in a kiss that’s sharper, hungrier, impossible to ignore.

His scarf is discarded, forgotten

leaving him in nothing but the heat of his presence. The steam envelops them, obscuring the edges of the room, so the world outside disappears entirely.

Schneider pins her against the bath’s stone edge, one hand tracing over her curves, the other gripping her hip to hold her flush against him. Y/n’s fingers dig into his shoulders, nails grazing skin, not out of resistance but shared urgency. Every movement is a silent dialogue: strength against strength, fire against fire.

Their lips part, gasps and murmurs filling the humid air. The rose petals float idly in the water, as if spectators to the collision of predator and prey turned lovers. The heat between them is absolute, the chase concluded, leaving only the raw intensity of desire and surrender.

The steam swirls thickly around them, hiding their forms in a haze of heat and rose-scented vapor. Schneider shifts, pressing himself fully between her legs. The strength of his body against hers leaves no space for escape—only surrender.

Y/n reacts instinctively, hooking her legs around his waist, pulling him impossibly close. Their bodies align perfectly, every movement, every touch amplified by the tight contact. The warmth of skin on skin, the press of muscle against muscle, and the shared urgency between them creates a storm neither can resist.

Her hands grip his shoulders and back, nails grazing as she holds on, not out of fear but from the dizzying intensity of the moment. His hands roam, tracing her curves with precision, leaving trails of heat in their wake.

“You belong to no one… but you won’t escape me tonight.”

Y/n arches into him instinctively, her own defiance now mingling with need. The steam hides their movements, the world narrowing to the press of skin, the taste of lips, the heat of bodies, the silent command and surrender that defines them both.

The night stretches endlessly, a blur of touches, gasps, and whispered names. In the labyrinth of her lair, surrounded by rose-scented steam and scattered petals, Schneider and Y/n vanish into each other, a storm of passion that neither could have predicted but both desperately craved.

“You’re reckless… and I… can’t resist it.”

Y/n gasps into the kiss, her body arching into him, every nerve alive. They move together in a rhythm born of tension and desire, the bathwater lapping softly around them, petals drifting in the steam. The labyrinth of her lair fades away, leaving only the heat, the closeness, and the undeniable pull between predator and prey—now completely entwined. Schneider trailed his fingers in the warm steaming water and trinkled it down on her. The droplets going on her exposed chest,between plump sublte breasts and inside her belly button.

Schnauder wild sayinf he was gettin bored of him 💀😭

Andrei ; One of the world's top 10 awakened one, under frame.

Personally, I don't think Andrei. Based on his personality would be the one to be in a relationship but now that I think about it. Maybe it was possible on its own twisted ways.

Andrei would never admit that he was in love, even if he did. He would think it was absurd. Just the thought of it would drive him crazy. How could he, of all people, of all awakened one finally have one hell of a thing, let alone a person he could call his weakness?

Andrei would never make a move, or at least on the surface. Because trust me, every single thing you thought was a coincidence that lead you to him was no coincidence let alone faith at all. That was just you running on top of his palm the moment he have taken interest in you.

He had calculated every single thing that had you fall for him, from the first meeting, the second meeting, the way you have slowly taken interest in him, the way he, slowly but surely pull you in the world of awakened one, the way he slowly brainwashed you into agreeing with his beliefs and ideals in his life.

You were the one who confessed. He made sure of that, making sure his pride would never be harmed into taking the first move into making things official as he nonchalantly accepted your feelings, a smirk making it's way on his lips when you were not looking at him, thinking how innocent and unsuspecting you were all this time.

Dating Andrei, one of the worlds fearsome man yet being unaware of it means staying within the premises of the frame. You never knew the bad side of that organisation though. And Andrei made it sure that you would never find out about it. He did not want to scare you, let alone force you and keep you unwillingly within the Frame.

Dating Andrei means constantly staring at nothing but him as he cultivate his power in his chambers, once in a while you would found yourself doing something productive like crochet or even writing. Nothing could harm you within Frame.

Dating Andrei means you're aware that something seems wrong, like something was wrong about everything. But it was already too late as you've already fallen in love with him. Your mind and body now belongs to him, like it or not. He had made it that way.

At the end of the day, dating Andrei only means that he wanted to keep you safe. Even if that means locking you away from the rest of the world. Whether it is love or obsession that he felt. He'll keep you within his reach, even it that means breaking you.

Schnauder ; One of the world's top 10 under frame, also the mentor of Roist and Duke.

He's handsome, and damn boy. He knows that well enough to make use of it.

Unlike Andrei, I do think that Schnauder is up for a relationship. But not for a serious one. So what happens when you, whom he thought was a passing play thing manage to get pass his defense and tug his heartstrings?

Being both in the frame, it was not a secret thing at least within the organization that the two of you where a thing, but you two have always make sure to keep it in a professional way in the eyes of the public but it was a different thing in private and within the sigh of his poor disciples.

Dating him, at first was quite intimidating even though you had found him attracted all of the time, it was different by the time you've been in a relationship with him. With your relationship mostly about being in sheets with him yet it was enough as others would often describe it to being in a relationship with him. Because he treats them so kindly before he discharge them like they were nothing.

Dating him, the man you've been eyeing for so long, has you walking around eggshell at first as you try to keep him satisfied, knowing well that he would be around the longest in that way. But the more you get to spend your time with him, the more you show more side of you, the more he grew curios and fond of you.

Other says that you two would be quick. Schnauder was never the one to keep someone for so long. You know that, everyone knows that. So how surprising to others let alone you by the time you realise that this was no short time thing? That by the time you realise it, its already been years and counting.

Dating Schnauder means getting to know more sides of him, that means knowing he was too prideful to admit he was in love with you, something others may not see but but you knowing him as well as his disciple Roist knowing him, you both knew the way he was treating you was different from others.

After all, who would dare raise their voice at his mentor and be alive by the time they manage to finish their sentence? Not even this old plaything get to do that, no. They would have died on the spot by the time they glare at Schnauder.

You were different. Maybe that was what pull him to you, you never expected more from him. At the same time as time passed by, he hoped that you'd be more greedily about things, about him.

At the end of the day, the two of you would have just acknowledged that the two of you were in fact, in love with each other. And that he would never, never ever admit that due to his pride. And you were fine with that. You knew him well enough. And that was enough.

Glant Gesimov ; Considered as one of the world's top 10 rookies, is a student of the world awakened academy.

Oh boy, he was intimidating. His body was far greater and larger from others so others were quite intimidated by him. Given that fact, others would often want to get out of his way, you were one of them too. So imagine the horror in your face when you, one of the lowkey students of the academy manage to dump into him, practically falling to the floor from the impact and by the time you look up. Oh how doomed you were.

Or so you thought, because if that was the case. You would not found yourself hanging out with the man in question, let alone be dating him.

"Come on now Glant, don't sare the poor guy." You laugh as he scoff, never the less putting his attention back into you.

"Ouch." "Maybe if you aren't playing around you wouldn't hurt yourself that much." You spoke, rolling your eyes as you tend his wounds in the clinic.

Oh and the two of you likes to gossip. Be it the different kind of news or gossip around the academy, you made sure to tell it to him. And not that he found those interesting, he just love the took on your face. The way your eyes sparkle in delight and interest. Cute, he thought.

The height and the size difference.

Others find it hard to figure out just what in the world did Gesimov seen in you and that he have chosen you of all the people admiring and dying to be with him from afar, be it the fact that he have came from a powerful background or thy trully just admire him.

Dating Glant means constantly being in the eyes of others. But you were never bullied tho, all they can do was to glare at you from the distance as you send a sly smirk in their way. Glant being fully aware of you action but talking no interest nor care about it.

It is like the cute dynamic of big soft boy but only when it comes to you × little devil. After all you, you were quite lowkey at first but the more you are with Glant the more your true colors started to show, making your fellow schoolmates realise how quietly terrifying you trully were and that you are being lowkey for a reason. Because as soon as they were to talk about Glant in a wrong way, a letter of challenge would be hand on them the following day, if not, an hour.

"You okay? You took another nap right after your father visit." "... did you cry?" "... no." "I'm sorry... I lost and made you worry. Other organisations would start to pre-" "Do you think I care about that? I don't give a fuck. Just take care of yourself more, I hate seeing you get hurt!" "...... Alright, I'm sorry." "Come here."

Dating Glant Gesimov means rubbing it to other faces that you don't care about them nor do you two give a fuck about them. After all, it was the two of you who was in the relationship and not them.

Cain Luterain ; Considered as one of the world's top 10 rookies, is a student of the world awakened academy. Has a mythical panter called Lacelot.

Enemies one sided to lovers trope period.

You always hated his guts, the way he talk so arrogant yet elegant. The way he held his head up knowing well his power and authority. You hate it. You always hated him who was always being compared to tou ever since you were younger. So why in the world as you making out with the same man you've hated for your whole lifetime? You don't know, but you knew damn well that he kisses so well.

Then it just clicked that maybe. Maybe you were in love with him. That not everything is just a competition when it comes to the two of you. And maybe the fact that he was in love with you too. Maybe that is why after that incident, the two of you started dating.

His panter loves you, maybe a little more than himself. It always cuddle up with you more it he did to his owner, always listen to your commands more than he did to his owner. "Seriously, just who's beast are you?" "Come on Cain, this is why he never listen to you without using your awakened power."

Just like Gesimov and his loverz the two of you likes to gossip and also roast and look down to other people. Imagine the shock on other people when the duo who kept acting like they wanted to kill each other acting all casual and lovely around each other. How surprising, trully a sight to see.

The two of you were always team up and was send off to a mission to crush some awakened academy that was illegally operated. Just call it one of those random date trips as the two of you have fun crushing other people dreams and passion with your awakened powers.

Loves to sneak out of the academy, addressing it as part of the mission when the two of you would just wander around, going out on a date like a typical teenage lover moment. He was nervous when the two of you have done it for the first time, but the more the two of you have gone out, the more he got used to it. It's not like the two of you would be caught.

"Cain." "What." "I'm bored." You turn to him who was casually sitting down on the opposite direction. Raising a brow at you, "What do you want me to do?" "Bark?" "Babe." "Just kidding, kiss me?" "You don't have to ask."

Of course dating Cain Luterain isn't just all sunshine, there were times where the two of you would get to a fight, probably due to some stupid reason. Mostly both of you pride getting in the of understanding each other.

"What are you doing here?" You glare at him on your door step but did not shut the door on his face. "I can't sleep, move out of the way." He made his way inside your room. "Cain." You groan, closing the door behind you. "You know you can't do this everytime we had a fight." "Let's talk about this tomorrow." He sigh before looking up to meet your gaze. "Come here?" "..." You went towards him.

Hello Starrsssssss!

On today's to do list is my deep dive around Schnauder of Eleceed.

With special thanks to our guest @rodanscreechgo, who i spoke and shared our theories together. Turns out, we had similiar theories.

In standard procedure here in the observatory i will give a brief explanation of the character.

Schnauder is a character of the manwha Eleceed. Considered a top 10, Schnauder is one of the stronger fighters in the awakend world aka the society 's name of normal people with superpowers.

Schnauder is part of The Frame. In the beginning we were introduced that The Frame is a criminal group formed by 3 top 10s,now 2, but at this point its the place where the homies go and we get lore from inside the top 10.

He is also the mentor of (our best boi) Roist and formerly,Duke Grane.

He obliberated Duke after he lost a challenge with our MC Jiwoo and after he found out he used a drug called Eclipse and well....got wrecked.

Thats the most basic and down to earth explaination i can give you about Schnauder.

Now, where i wanted to focus on was:

-How did he get to be a top 10?

-Is he a criminal?

-His former disciples

Disclaimer: This is all my theories and headcannons. Probably NOTHING is cannon, jsut my personal theories.

Sit back,relax,grab some snacks because Miss Starlight is here!

How did he get to be a top 10?

First we need to understand what being a Top 10 awakened actually means.

In the world of Eleceed, Top 10s are essentially the apex predators of the awakened society. They didn’t just get strong,they survived decades of battles, political struggles OR gain, and assassination attempts.

I mean, our jiwoo got targeted like 3 times. jsut saying,just saying.

But if you ask me,Schnauder becoming a Top 10 could be solo due to relentless training driven by power en maybe greed to be stronger. We dont have much backgroudn around Schnauder. Perhaps he didn't have a mentor and made his way himself. Mkaing his own force control and all that.

I can see him pull a Kayden move- just going around and challenging others to fight to get to the top. Probably sought out members around the 50s and 20s in the chart.

In the official wiki we read,and i quote:

''Schnauder seems to be a ruthless and strict man, even considering murdering his own disciple simply as punishment for their loss in a formal match. Nevertheless, he seems to be rather perceptive, having realized Duke's loss was not due to lack of care or skill, but simply because of his talent gap in comparison to Jiwoo.''

I believe that Schnauder is really attracted to raw power driven by emotions. Like stated he has great perspective of power and can tell the skills.

ls he a criminal?

Yeah and no

This is where things get interesting.

Because Frame is labeled a criminal organization, but awakened society itself is already morally gray.

Compare him with:

Kayden Break -> considered dangerous but not a criminal

Jiwoo Seo -> morally good but trained by someone society fears

But the awakened world itself is already very political and hierarchical.

Organizations control resources, influence, and training opportunities. Anyone who refuses to operate within those systems often ends up being labeled a criminal.

So Schnauder might not necessarily be a criminal in the traditional sense.

He might just be someone who chose to exist outside the established structure.

That said, his philosophy is definitely ruthless.

Schnauder seems to believe that strength is a way to get to the top,ha, and we know that very VERY well.

I do can see that Schnauder is a person that may or may not follow the rules if he doesnt want to follow them. It the same type of ''force someone to do something, and then they do the opposite of that''

His former disciples

We were told in the beginning as Schnauder was introduced that he had killed former disciples if they ever lose an challenge or lsoe in any sort of way.

In my eyes, it means that he is a strict awakener, i mean, look how much that man trains (and i am here for it-)

I genuinely believe that Schnauder is a man who resepct hard work so i can see him push his disciples to the furthers but keep them honest.

But also

Maybe if one loses he sees it as a loss for him too, since thats how they work in organizations- 1 hit means a hit for the entire organization...i mean, look at Sucheon.

But that makes me thinnk about his disciples. We now that Riost stayed the longest and..Duke.....well.....Duke dipped. Permanently.

BUT it makes we wonder why he even took duke under his wing.

Maybe when Schnauder was young, he was a lot like Duke.

Ambitious. Greedy for power. Desperate to get stronger.

But maybe he didn’t have a mentor like i perviously mentioned.

Maybe he had no one guiding him. But later he clarifies that the real reason he selected him was because of that greed and ambition.

This makes me think Schnauder might have been curious about something. Maybe he wanted to see where Duke’s greed would lead him.

If my earlier theory is right and Schnauder was once similar to Duke, then Duke could have been a kind of experiment. A way for Schnauder to see what someone like him might have become if they had a mentor supporting them.

Interestingly, Schnauder probably never judged Duke for his desperation. Maybe, he seems to understood it. Which again suggests that he’s familiar with those feelings himself.

At the end of the day, Schnauder is still one of the more mysterious Top 10 characters in Eleceed.

We barely know anything about his past, which leaves a lot of room for interpretation.

But the little pieces we do get about him are actually very telling.

The fact that he values greed, drive, and ambition so much makes me think those traits were probably very important in his own life when he was younger.

Maybe they were the only things that kept him moving forward.

Maybe they were the only reason he survived long enough to reach the Top 10.

And if that’s the case, then taking Duke Grane as a disciple might have been more than just training a student.

It might have been Schnauder trying to see what someone like him could become if they had guidance.

Which makes Duke’s downfall even more interesting.

Because instead of pushing through his struggles, Duke chose a shortcut with Eclipse. And that was something Schnauder simply could not accept. Meanwhile Roist represents the opposite -> someone who embraces battle and growth instead of avoiding it.

So in a way, Schnauder’s disciples almost represent two different outcomes of ambition.

One that collapses under pressure.

And one that thrives in it.

But that’s just my personal interpretation of the character.Until we get more backstory about Schnauder, all we can really do is theorize.

And honestly… that’s half the fun.

Anyway, that’s it for today’s observatory session.