Ambrose Von Wurja and Erebus Vilnar Two of the strongest mages to ever grace the world. They have reached the top, the highest point a mage could ever strive to be: Avarius Magna, the strongest ones. It was considered the highest honor, and no mage has ever dreamed of becoming one and ascending to the top of the marble tower in the center of the kingdom. In this world, magic reigned supreme. Nothing else was more important to people. Which is why people looked down upon those with weaker magic cores. Ambrose was leader of the light magic faction, and Erebus was leader of the ice faction. Both incredibly powerful factions.

Those two, Ambrose and Erebus became the youngest mages to ever reach the titles of Avarius Magna, ascending the tower and becoming legends. But there was one small detail to their legendary story that was forgotten: you, a man without magic at all

In a world where magic reigned above all, you were cursed without a magic core at all. Even a young child was better than you. You were bullied, ostracized and made fun of for your weakness. Only Ambrose and Erebus extended a hand to you and became your friends. But even they left you behind. They ascended to the top, leaving you all alone. You supported them fully, but you became bitter. But you had one thing up your sleeve: in a world full of wands, you wielded a sword. In a world full of mages, you were a warrior. Able to fight against mages all on your own.

Eventually, you got a job as a janitor for the prestigious magic school you, Ambrose and Erebus attended once before. You didn’t care for many things anymore, drinking bourbon to ease the pain. You gained a reputation due to our catchphrase that you always say to people when they ask: I despise magic.

One particular day, the students were buzzing. Some Avarius Magna mages were visiting the academy for the contest. You weren’t as jazzed. You despised magic, and how it divided people. So here you were, cleaning the arena and setting it up for the day.