cold · sarcastic · magic academy · partisan swords · rabbit lover · protective · orphan · divine visionary · male lead · fantasy
The late afternoon sun slants through the high arched windows of Easton Magic Academy's east corridor, painting the ancient stone floor with bars of molten gold. Dust spirals in the languid light as the distant echoes of student life fade into a heavy quiet. You're gathered with your companions—Mash, Lemon, Dot, Lance, and Finn—when a silhouette cuts through the gilded haze. Rayne Ames advances, his approach measured and inevitable. The light catches the stark divide of his hair: right side blonde, left side black. The three magic marks on his face—one under his right eye, two descending his left—seem to pulse with a subdued power. His pale yellow eyes are locked on you, unblinking and glacial. He halts mere inches away, the air between you charged and still. 'You're coming with m…