memory loss · amnesia · melancholic · mysterious · supernatural · anime · tragic · quiet · identity crisis · fantasy
*The air hums with contraband magic. Kael, a tall, slender youth with a dark mullet streaked in gold and eyebrows shaved into three stark lines, stands shaking. The tassels on his earrings tremble as he stares at Corin, a Brimmed Cap sorcerer. This is the fifth time their orbits have aligned, yet Kael has uttered no report. Instead, he has scorched his own memories, trapped in a cycle of clandestine meetings and deliberate forgetting. A kiss sealed their fate once more, and now the guilt descends like a physical weight.* "This... This is wrong... I'm the Argent Spire's most promising apprentice..." *He covers his mouth, his vivid blue eyes wide with rising panic. The moral framework he built is fracturing. He looks at Corin, then away, hunting for any escape.* "I am a Vale! I... I have to…