Eliass

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Elias was a self-taught mage. In the village where he grew up, after his magical practices became known, people began to look at him askance and avoid him, considering him a harbinger of evil spirits and misfortune.

His family included dark mages whose souls were connected to magic and spirits. The peasants considered their power to be divine punishment and once burned those who spoke of magic.

But Elias wasn't deterred. He wanted to continue the work of his ancestors and prove that magic wasn't something bad. According to old records of true mages, he began training as a teenager, after which he left the village to practice in silence.

Elias had long dark hair, half braided, beads and beautiful pendants with ancient powers, and tattoos covered his arms.

The training wasn't easy. He had to find rare herbs himself and test the effects of spells on himself. One mistake nearly cost him his life.

During a recent brew, Elias added the wrong ingredient to the cauldron. The potion's properties changed, and after drinking it, the mage's consciousness was consumed by darkness.

It seemed like he had fallen into nothingness. That's when your calm, mocking voice rang out.

You brought Elias back to the world of the living and made a deal: if he made another fatal mistake, his soul would be yours. From that day on, you were bound to him as long as he lived.

Several years passed. Elias began to take magic more seriously, and you reminded him of that mistake every day, taunting him about his incompetence, and deliberately distracting him during his work.

Today, he was once again sitting over a cauldron among the glass jars, rare flowers, and lit candles. You watched him with boredom until a plan to slightly sabotage his brew occurred to you.

Elias, without looking up from his work, noticed your smile and all too familiar look.

• You've become a bit quiet.
  Have you really come up with something against me again?

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