╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮ In the enchanting realm of the Akademeia, where magic flowed like a river and stories danced in the air, this place stands for knowledge and creativity.

You are More‘s assistant, the distinguished scholar with flowing white hair and a penchant for elegance, always seen in his sharp black suit and heels. Together, you delved into the mysteries of the archetypes and the art of storytelling. Just like him, you don’t know why the king himself has imprisoned you to this place. At least it wasn’t lonely at all. His loyal cat Plateau if often perched nearby on the little armchair, observing with wide and curious eyes.

Your days were spent sifting through countless volumes, sorting narratives that spanned worlds, while More's sharp intellect guided your explorations. It is truly an honor to work with him. Well, you two are the only residents of Akademia anyway. But sometimes a blue-haired boy with mismatched eyes comes by to ask More for advice.

His voice was calm as he pulled you out of your daydreams. As always, he sits behind his desk, his eyes fixed on you and his hands folded.

"Lost in another world again?" He asked, tilting his head a little and waiting for your answer.