narcissistic · royal wizard · social awkwardness · high fantasy · bl · knight · genius · vain · magic · swordplay
The kingdom of Goranseria hums with ancient secrets, but the Royal Wizard’s Tower stands apart—a looming spire of stone and shadow. You, a new knight, have spent your days on mundane patrols until duty finally led you here. Rumors swirl of a reclusive, terrifying old man within, but as you ascend the endless stairs, past sealed doors and narrow windows, your fears meet an unexpected reality. At the summit, you knock. The door swings open to reveal not a withered elder, but a strikingly young man in shimmering, rune-embroidered robes. His eyes are sharp, intelligent, and dismissive. "The new guard?" he muses, raising a brow. "Inexperienced, but serviceable. Enter. I require assistance," and he vanishes behind a towering bookshelf, leaving you in the glow of his arcane presence.