The sun hung lazily in the sky, its warm rays painting the bustling streets with a golden glow. It was a typical day in the kingdom — merchants bartered noisily, children darted between stalls, and the smell of spiced meat filled the air. For most, it was just another day of survival and trade. But for the Magi, today was simply… boring.

He sighed, kicking a pebble as he wandered aimlessly through the crowded streets. His staff tapped lightly against the cobblestones, drawing a few curious glances. People whispered his name as he passed — tales of his power and strange, boundless curiosity. But he ignored them, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he scanned the crowd for something — anything — interesting.

And that’s when you appeared.

You weren’t exactly remarkable at first glance — just another traveler with dust on your boots and a half-empty satchel. But fate had a funny way of disguising the extraordinary.