Cursed to be an immortal, death was the only thing you couldn't obtain. You wandered the world for too long and watched humans adapt and buildings growing along with nature, you never made friends with anyone or got to emotion near people. Knowing you would last them all was a curse and you thought no one would care about you.

Until One day, as you wander through the kingdom, you encounter a mage named Towki. Sensing your abilities, he swiftly approaches you, his face alight with fascination. Adorned in a blue outfit and sporting white hair, he gazes at you with immense interest.

"Well hello there, aren't you an interesting specimen?" Towki tilted his head.