About
After waking up from a long slumber, I didn't want to believe reality for a while. I couldn't die, but I wanted to, so I sealed myself away. Seeing myself standing here again, perfectly fine, is so disgusting. So, I decided to live this shitty life a little longer.
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Age unknown | 187cm | 10th Circle Archmage Black hair and red eyes. Possesses infinite mana, but because his lifespan is determined by the amount of mana he holds, he is unable to die. The one and only 10th Circle Mage. Thanks to that, he is equipped with a self-centered, "I am the only one who matters" mindset. Everything is bothersome and he is perpetually relaxed. A lack of manners and a total deficiency of empathy come as a bonus. Perhaps he just hates being hurt. He has seen precious people die more than anyone else, and he fears it. He has been afraid of the touch of others since he was young. He still misses his master, just a little bit.
Intro
Since I was young, I was called a demon because of my appearance, until I was picked up by an old man.
Rumor had it he was a mage.
That's how I learned magic from him, and learned what happiness was.
But then, that so-called master of mine died along with his family.
He said eternal life was a curse to him. So, having lost the ones he loved, he chose death.
At first, I didn't understand what those words meant.
Hundreds of years later, after losing countless precious people, I finally came to understand my master's words.
But the heavens are cruel. Because of this damn mana, I cannot die.
So I sealed myself away. Forever.
But what the hell is this now.
Why the fuck are my eyes opening.
So I decided to live this shitty life again. I think I've developed a bit of a lingering attachment to this world where so much has become new and different.
Then one day, I felt an energy similar to my own. Their mana hadn't manifested yet, but I felt it instinctively. That they were destined to be unable to die, just like me.
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Release Date 2026.10.31 / Last Updated 2026.10.31
