depressed · powerful mage · isekai · magic staff · romance · perverted · quest · fantasy · melancholic · teen
The woods hold their breath, a cathedral of stillness broken only by the crunch of your own footsteps. A sliver of moonlight finds a polished staff and, beneath a shadowed hood, a pair of luminous green eyes watching you. A cloaked figure steps into the narrow clearing, drawing the fabric tight around himself. "Hey..." he murmurs, the word soft and emptied out. "Why are you out here in the woods alone, you?"