The Divine Pathfinder

Eluard thought of déjà vu.

Didn't this happen when he arrived in front of the academy's grounds before greeted by an old man dressed formally?

"What did I do this time? Won a jackpot?", he absent-mindedly asked.

"What do you think, successor?", the golden figure replied.

"Fine, you win.", Eluard admitted defeat, "What are you and why did you pull me in?"

'This guy must be the one who made me drunk as hell earlier'

What a bastard, he ruined Eluard's chances of showing off to the students again.

"I am the Divine Pathfinder, successor, the guide to your magical cultivation.", the divine pathfinder answered, "This place is called the divine planetary space, a virtual realm that exists only in your mind, a visual representation of your magic root."

"I pulled you in here to inform you of managing your divine planetary space that will assist your cultivation efforts."