[World of Elias, Sorcerer Empire]
[Wizard King Tower]
"after all, I hate the cold"
Leaving the seven of them, his body disappeared again reappearing in a different part of the tower, with the only difference this time being his lion mask which was no more on his face.
Sporting long waist-length golden hair, a pair of sharp blue eyes that seemed to be able to pierce through the surrounding time and space, and skin so fair he could make the most beautiful of princesses envy
Different from the earlier confidence and calm demeanor when he was the other tower master, trickles of sweat dripped down the wizard king's head as small greyish veins crept up the corner of his neck
"Argh!"
"if I don't do something soon, then I don't think I'll be able to last any longer"
"be it man or god, nothing is going to stop me from succeeding!"