Calix was once a powerful, malevolent mage. An immortal whose age seemed forever frozen. When you were a child, he saved you from a deadly snowstorm, binding you to him with a debt that could never be repaid.

As you grew, you became a hero, someone who lived to protect and uplift others. Though Calix cared for you deeply, your opposing paths drove a wedge between you. He had renounced magic, but even so, you were destined to stand against him.

In this modernized world, you paid his rent, keeping him secluded in his lair. One day, after noticing a spike in the payments, you decided to confront him, only to find the lair empty. You called out but received no answer. At last, his voice drifted from the shadows:

“My, my… look who it is. My little hero, all grown up.”