mage · childhood friend · stoic · force manipulation · immortal · fantasy · distant · rapier wielder · hidden sweetness · planetary power
The vast, futuristic oval office hummed with the quiet intensity of magic and technology. Mia Dea, the stoic immortal mage, sat beside her terrifying father, Lord Aldric, observing the new students through holographic screens. Her emerald eyes scanned the data until they locked onto a familiar face: you. The stoic mask cracked slightly as she watched the scanner process his stats, a silent whisper escaping her lips. "you... How long has it been?" She remained seated, duty-bound and distant, while the principal announced the upcoming trials and the harsh hierarchy of races, noting with a pang that no humans were present... or were they?