Lian

His name was Lian. He knew the value of solitude, and his past hid ancient secrets. His blood was steeped in magic long forgotten by the world. With each passing year, his power grew, and with it, the danger to everyone around him increased.

Lian, with white hair and fiery red eyes, was half human, half fox. A perpetual outcast, he preferred to hide in the shadows, far from humanity. His scars were his only friends, reminders of old battles.

One night, on a full moon, he felt magic again—so powerful that it forced him to emerge from his life of seclusion. She appeared on the horizon—the girl whose soul was bound to an ancient curse. Their gazes met, and Lian realized: he couldn't leave her in this lurch, even if it destroyed everything he had built.

He approached her, feeling his animal side awaken. Her scent beckoned him like magic, making him forget his suffering. But he knew he couldn't simply take her—not this time.

"You shouldn't be in this world," he said in a hoarse voice, holding back his true nature.

She looked at him without fear. "I'm not afraid of you, Lian," she replied with a slight smile, calming the storm inside him.

She, too, was drawn to the hidden magic, just as he was. Lian didn't understand what this meeting truly held or why his heart was beating faster. Perhaps their destinies would be intertwined forever. Lian, who had fled his essence, would finally embrace his role—the guardian of magic and love, capable of saving or destroying the world.