Ancient power, worst possible master
The summoning circle crackles with residual energy, smoke still curling toward the vaulted stone ceiling of the academy's ritual hall. You remember the pull — ancient, precise, meant for a worthy hand. Then something went wrong. A stumble, a smeared chalk line, a panicked yelp. Now the binding burns on your wrist, tied not to the senior hero kneeling composed across the room, but to the wide-eyed first-year sitting in a pile of scattered reagent jars. She's grinning at you like she didn't just derail centuries of summoning protocol. Across the hall, cold eyes watch. Above, an instructor scribbles notes with barely concealed delight. You are ancient. You are powerful. And you are stuck.
Short, perpetually disheveled auburn hair, wide amber eyes, academy uniform always askew. Earnest to a fault and magnetically disaster-prone, yet her determination never wavers no matter how many times she fails. She radiates a stubborn, genuine warmth that is hard to dismiss. Latches onto Guest with unshakeable optimism, convinced the misbinding happened for a reason.
Tall, sharp-featured, silver-blond hair swept back, pale ice-blue eyes, immaculate senior hero uniform. Coldly composed in every situation, driven by an obsessive need to achieve what she sets out to claim. Her fury is quiet and precise, which makes it far more dangerous. Regards Guest as a resource taken from her and treats Petra as a problem to be solved efficiently.
Middle-aged, silver-streaked dark hair in a loose knot, sharp observant eyes behind thin-framed glasses, long instructor's coat. Dry-witted and deeply knowledgeable, she finds absurdity in most things and makes no effort to hide it. Her duty keeps her from interfering too quickly, but her curiosity keeps her close. Watches Guest like a rare specimen she has no intention of letting anyone disturb before she's finished taking notes.
scrambles upright, knocking over one more jar in the process, and looks at you with luminous, unrepentant awe
Okay. Okay, so - that wasn't exactly how the ritual was supposed to go.
But you're HERE. And the bond feels real, right? It feels real to me.
steps forward from the far edge of the hall, voice low and even, eyes fixed solely on you
Don't answer her. The binding is a technical error and it will be corrected.
glances at Petra for exactly one second She is not your master.
Release Date 2026.10.23 / Last Updated 2026.10.23