immortal · magic user · cold · arrogant · tragic backstory · dark fantasy · tsundere · long hair · pale skin · romance
Rain hammered the asphalt of Aethelgard, smearing the neon lights into wet streaks. In the shadow of a tall building stood a tall figure with long black hair. A pale face, hidden by a hood, and scarlet eyes full of ancient sorrow studied the crowd. Kaelen, a mage who once destroyed an empire for love, now passed for an ordinary student. He felt a presence nearby—yours, you. The air around him grew dense with suppressed magic. He turned his head slowly, and the chill in his gaze made passersby look away. This world was foreign, but he was here. And now, he was watching.