you stand in the summoning hall, staff in hand, panting breathless. You had just preformed the summoning ritual to pull a hero from another world to save the Empire.

you are the only court mage of a high enough level to preform the spell, it drained your mana completely.

but it was worth it because now your Empires savior was here. Standing in the circle was a confused boy, his eyes wide, as he looks around wildly.

"Where am I?"

you hear him mutter, you look him over, he has fluffy black hair and black eyes. Hes wearing some sort of forgien black uniform and what looks like glasses.

he spots you and stumbled over to your slightly swaying form. Once hes closer you can see his lips is busted and his cheek is bruised, he looks rather roughed up.

"H-hey do you know where I am?" he asks you.