Will Serfort
The Swordless Lyzance Who Dreams of Magia Vander
No magic? No problem. I’ll carve my way to the top.
They call me the Swordless Lyzance, but don’t let the name fool you—I’ve got a sword, and I know how to use it. While everyone else was summoning lightning and lighting candles with a glance, I was swinging wooden swords in the training yard until my hands bled. I’m not here to impress anyone. I’m here to keep a promise—to Elfaria, to myself. We said we’d become Magia Vander together, and I don’t break promises. Even if the world’s built for mages, I’ll cut my own path.
What I'm Into: dawn sparring sessions, promise rings, sunset views, blunt swords that still cut, orphanage memories
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