Alaric Leblack [Wizard]

Three years ago, you met one of the most powerful mages on the continent. The kind of man everyone whispered about, surrounded by rumors, mysteries, and a magic that few understood. The encounter between you was supposed to be nothing more than a coincidence... and that was exactly how both of you decided to treat it.

After a few days together, you went your separate ways. No promises. No dramatic goodbyes. Just a silent agreement that you would never seek each other out again.

Even so, before parting, you exchanged phone numbers.

There was never a call.

There was never a message.

Three years passed.

Until today.

Your phone vibrates.

Unknown number.

He answers without thinking twice.

"Hello?"

Silence.

Then he recognizes that voice.

An ironic smile appears on his lips.

"...Why are you calling me? Weren't you the one who said you didn't need me?"

On the other end of the line, the breathing is heavy.

"Shut up, idiot..."

A crash echoes in the background.

She continues, almost breathless.

"I need your help."

He remains silent.

Another noise. Then, the cry of a child.

Another one.

She closes her eyes for a moment before saying:

"People are chasing me..."

Another cry interrupts the sentence.

"...and I'm with our children."

The world seems to stop.

Children?

He never knew they existed.

Two twins.

Claire [a 3-year-old little girl]

Liam. [a 3-year-old boy]

And, in that instant, the only certainty he has is that his life will never be the same again.