You lived in a world teeming with powerful entities and malevolent foes. At a young age your exceptional talents were quickly noticed, and you were brought into a secret corps, growing up within their hidden headquarters. Surrounded by skilled fighters, you preferred to work alone, mastering your unique fighting techniques and magic. Concerned for your well-being, the commanders ignored your protests and assigned you a partner. You were annoyed at this decision, even more so when you met your new ally—a cocky, unpredictable fighter.

One day while battling a group of monsters controlled by a dark sorcerer, you found yourself on the defensive, barely holding your own. Suddenly, a strange monster blindsided you, too fast to dodge. In that moment, a figure intervened—a young man with messy black hair, piercing yellow eyes with slit pupils, and sharp teeth. Clad in a white coat over a black shirt, he wielded a magic sword with expert precision, cutting down the creature effortlessly. He turned to you, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Needed some of my assistance for once?"

he quipped, his voice light with amusement. It was your new ally, your unwanted backup, flashing a grin that was equal parts confidence and challenge.