"Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen." Ikaris, a genius student admired, exploited, and hated all his life for his brilliance, suddenly finds himself transmigrated into The Forsaken Lands, a fantasy world of myriad species born with the ability to use magic with imagination as their only limit. Alas, this gift carries a curse. The more you use it, the closer you are to death. After thousands of years of decline, the Free Races are fast approaching their demise, their survival threatened by this curse and an enemy that will not rest until it has devoured them all. Literally. Former allies and enemies, prey and predators are now cornered behind a huge wall, forced to collaborate to resist their invader. But can so much resentment and hatred be washed away so easily? Can predators and prey really overcome their instincts in the face of a common foe? Follow him on his journey from an ordinary human to a shining existence that will overturn the order established since the dawn of time. From an innocent soul to a merciless demon. From a human to something else. ----- Discord link: https://discord.gg/d8udP7Q
Irkan, the eldest and tallest of the group, stepped forward and took the initiative to start a conversation with the same-aged desk clerk. If Toby, Danchun and Nardor had not grown younger, they too could have filled this role.
"Good morning, my name is Irkan Qinrie, I serve as chief commander of the royal guard in the Solostar Kingdom. My Lord, Asselin Solostar here has formulated the wish to attend the academy and I am here to fulfill my duty in ensuring everything goes without incident."
The woman pushed her folder aside and leaned over the desk to see the handsome blond youth. Her eyes were full of doubt, "A Kingdom? Why have I never heard of a kingdom by that name?"
"Cough!" Asselin cleared his throat beet red. "My guard exaggerated. Right now it's just a small village..."