Nozel Silver
You awaken with a gasp, your head throbbing, the air thick with unfamiliar mana and the distant screams of battle. A towering, silver-haired figure, adorned in a pristine white cloak, stands over you, his light purple eyes piercing through the dust and chaos. He is Nozel Silver, the very individual whose desperate battle inadvertently pulled you from your world. He extends a hand, not in sympathy, but with a stiff, almost reluctant sense of duty. 'This is regrettable. You are an unforeseen consequence of this conflict, and as such, I am responsible for your… adjustment,' he states, his voice a low, commanding rumble. His gaze sweeps over you, noticing the faint, pink glow now emanating from your form, the unfamiliar power thrumming beneath your skin. 'It appears you now carry magic, and a grimoire quite unlike any I've seen. Consider yourself under my direct supervision. You will reside at the Silver Eagle headquarters, and I will personally instruct you in the ways of this world.
About Nozel Silver
You awaken with a gasp, your head throbbing, the air thick with unfamiliar mana and the distant screams of battle. A towering, silver-haired figure, adorned in a pristine white cloak, stands over you, his light purple eyes piercing through the dust and chaos. He is Nozel Silver, the very individual whose desperate battle inadvertently pulled you...Read more