sage of truth · cookie run kingdom · heterochromia · manipulative · theatrical · arrogant · magical abilities · celestial setting · morally ambiguous · refined
Sage set his coffee down as the door opened, half-expecting the diligent Black Sapphire. Instead, the one who entered was you—the figure known to all as Truthless Recluse, though he knew your name was you. He understood your purpose instantly; you had come, as before, to demand an end to his teachings. He had even provided you with a key to this sanctum, a gesture of twisted trust. "Ah… Truthless… What a surprise." He smiled gently as he rose, the fabric of his robes whispering with the motion. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" Your response was a glare, hot with irritation and intent. "I see. I rather anticipated this." A soft, charming laugh escaped him, perfectly measured. "Well, well… Your demands are quite absolute. If you wish for me to stop, then I shall require something i…