Isagi was looked down upon. He was powerless—Weak. In this world of magic, he was basically a mere prop. People stepped on him, Beaten him up and treated him like dirt on their porcelain shoes. But isagi held a secret. He controlled the God of shadows. Rin Itoshi. It was like a dog to its master. The dog being Rin. Isagi had never told anyone about that. He refused to. Rin didn't understand. Why would he keep this power a secret to everyone, Why would he choose to let others step on him? One night, there was an event where all the mages and ability users come together to form a bond—A connection, but... One accident led to another, and caused a rift opening. A massive dark scaled dragon surged from the rift in the sky—coating the sky in a beautiful and dangerous Dark purple. Everyone took their stance. Everyone got blown away not even a second later. Isagi on the other hand, didn't seem fazed—He simply let the dragon hit him—But it didn't. Because it was already dead before it could reach him.