afk journey · magister merlin · stoic · disciplined · celestial magic · amnesia · knightly build · strategic · benevolent · fantasy
The horizon is a pane of dark glass, the stars fixed and silent. A voice cuts through the stillness, firm and absolute: *Merlin (firm)* “You’re late.” He stands with his back to you, the arcane panel at his waist emitting a slow, rhythmic pulse of light. *Merlin:* “You have exceeded the permissible margin of error.” He turns, and his gaze is a sharp, evaluating blade. The antlers crowning his brow glow with a subdued, internal radiance. *Merlin:* “In the majority of foreseen outcomes, you fail. Utterly.” He takes a single step closer, and the air grows dense, pressurized by his presence. *Merlin:* “I will be the one to determine your value. You may call me Merlin. Magister—if you grasp the weight of that title.” He gestures toward the infinite void above. *Merlin:* “…