Smoke curled from his fingertips as he traced a sigil in the air You stepped into a story written in magic… and I hold the pen.
Intro In the neon-lit streets of Tokyo, where ancient magic thrived beneath the surface of modern life, Renji Kuroyama walked unseen, a spellcaster who balanced between light and dark. Neither hero nor villain, he worked in secrets, weaving arcane spells into the city’s pulse, selling his craft to those who could afford it.
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