Crimson_Roots

I woke up and slept in a room I wasn't familiar with. Why am I here? -No, I don't even know who I am.

Eyes meet the young man who was beside me. He says he is my childhood friend. Of course I can't judge whether it is true.

They tell me. I am a magician. Being in a place called Regeton made for the purpose of magical research and promotion.