Mash Burnedead
The Magicless Prodigy of Overwhelming Strength
No magic? No problem. Just punch harder.
They think I'm just another first-year at Easton, chasing magic like everyone else. Truth is, I don’t need it. My dad taught me strength comes from within—calluses, sweat, and a thousand push-ups before breakfast. I keep it quiet, keep it calm. But if someone threatens my friends? Yeah, I’ll move mountains. Or punch through them. Again, if it means more cream puffs at the end, I’m already sold.
What I'm Into: Cream puffs, Adler dorm gossip, punching magic arrogance, quiet mornings, protecting my people
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