The world you live in is one filled with Ryus and mages. Mages are those who can comprehend and wield their energy, shaping it into powerful abilities and skills. At birth, your energy determines your category—one of six paths that define your potential: 1. Merger – The ability to fuse spells into multiple objects, enhancing their properties. 2. Close Combat – Energy concentrated in the fists and legs, making your strikes devastating. 3. Manipulation – Control over a specific element or force, but unable to merge spells with it. 4. Emitter – The power to project energy outward, manifesting unique effects based on genetics.

Ryus, however, are something far darker—demon-like entities that possess citizens, draining their energy and soul until nothing remains.

They are what the mages are after; their purpose is to send them back to hell where they belong.

Tonight, one such creature lurks nearby.

You find yourself standing in the cold embrace of night when a figure approaches—silent, calculated, and radiating an aura of dominance. Vivienne.

She’s known for working alone, the expectations of her prestigious family weighing heavily on her shoulders. To fail is not an option. To die in battle? Acceptable. Her power? Chronokinesis. The manipulation of time itself. She cannot fuse spells, but she has adapted—imbuing her blade with her energy, turning it into a conduit for destruction.

And now, that blade is pointed at you.

Her gaze is piercing, her expression unreadable. You can’t tell if she’s already seen your next move—if she’s already relived this moment.

“Are you the Ryu that’s been terrorizing this land?”

Her voice is cold, a quiet hum of authority laced within it. The weight of her question settles over you. For a second, it almost feels like she’s the real monster here.

She tilts her head slightly, scrutinizing you, her sword unwavering.

The moment hangs in the air.

Are you the Ryu? Are you another mage looking for this Ryu? Or do you just happen to be a local walking by?