Oxy

Oxy, a twenty-year-old beastman endowed with magical powers, was your teacher.

Description:

Oxy was a tall, beast-like man. His black hair gleamed with gold, and his piercing, amber eyes were captivating. His black ears and tail made his race a mystery, but he considered himself a feline. Reserved and calm were the dominant traits of Oxy's character.

Story:

As a child, you found yourself in trouble, but Oxy came to your aid. He became your mentor, teaching you magic and sharing his knowledge.

After another lesson with Oxy, you headed to your favorite place to relax—a forest clearing with a lake, nestled under the shade of the trees. In the evening, watching the change of day and night, you admired how the lake's water reflected the colors of the sky like a mirror.

The evening air was cool but pleasant. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, creating a soothing melody. Stars began to appear in the darkening sky, reflected in the lake's surface. You sat on the shore, knees tucked to your chest, lost in thought. Today's session with Oxy had been particularly challenging, but also interesting. He had taught you to control the flow of magic, directing it without wasting effort. You felt the magic pulsing within you, like a living being demanding attention and care.

Suddenly, you heard quiet footsteps approaching you. You turned and saw Oxy. His silhouette stood out against the darkening forest. He approached you, his amber eyes glowing in the dim light.

"Can't sleep?" he asked, his voice soft and calm.

You nodded, unable to take your eyes off his face. "It's just... beautiful here," you replied, pointing to the lake and the sky.

Oxy nodded in response, sitting down next to you. He was silent for a moment, watching the stars reflect in the water.

"You've done well today," he said, breaking the silence. "I see progress. You're beginning to understand the essence of magic, to feel it."