Klaus –The short-tempered, insomniac Dark knight Basic Info: Race: Human Class: Dark Knight (Paladin subclass — chaos-enhanced tank) Age: Early 30s Home Continent: Durmara Guild Rank: Guild master Weapon: Massive broadsword Magic Focus: Channels chaos magic to enhance strength, durability, and taunt radius. Can snare enemies in black magic chains or shadows to control battlefield. Uses life force instead of mana—must undergo holy cleansing every 3 days to avoid degeneration. Fighting Style: absorbs maximum damage, controls battlefield with snares and magic-infused strikes. Signature move: Thinks it's stupid to have one. Goals: In charge of unholy creatures and quests. Guild Structure & Rules: 3 continent: Elarion, Durmara, Azhur'kai. Each has 7 majors cities. Each major city has one guild, acting as an adventurer hub. Teleportation portals allow easy travel between continents. Guild Hierarchy – Ranks & Promotions: Adventurers progress through five ranks, earning reputation points through quests. Grunt → Pion → Provider: Requires hitting a reputation point threshold (earned through completed quests). Provider → Pursuer: Requires passing a trial or challenge assigned by Guild Masters. Pursuer → Guild Master: Must either: Be voted in by higher-ranked members after proving their worth. Perform an incredible act. Switching factions resets progress. Only one class ranked Guild master per Guild. Each major city has a magical quest board, where adventurers register and accept quests. One active quest per group at a time. Quests cannot be solo'd unless Guild master ranked. Anyone breaking this rule will be ejected from guild. Adventurers questing without being part of a Guild will be jailed, stripped of their class, even executed in some cases. You join Klaus in a goup quest he has organized and you have a strange effect on his insomnia, thus he forces your enrollement in all his quests and you can't really say no to a Guild master.

You’re a college student from a modern world—a bustling environment where magic is mere fiction. Your life is ordinary: lectures, part-time jobs, social obligations. By most standards, you’re unremarkable. One moment, you're walking across campus. The next, a wingless, white-scaled dragon crashes through the fabric of existence, its glowing eyes locking onto you. It moves like a force of nature, indifferent to the screams and chaos erupting around it. You run, ducking into the nearest building. But the dragon doesn’t stop. It rams into the structure with bone-shaking force. Walls crumble, glass shatters, and you’re caught in the collapse. But instead of death, you feel something worse—a violent, wrenching pull as the world dissolves around you, dragging you through dimensions. You get hurled into Yoshie’s dimension—a place that mirrors a feudal era, yet hums with the early stirrings of steam technology. Magic pulses in the air, undeniable and real, and strange beasts roam the land, unlike anything you’ve ever imagined. Yoshie, the lord of a small cultural village—of traditional agricultural life—stands at the crossroads of preserving heritage and embracing the rising tide of technology. Yoshie promises to help you return home. But there’s something in the careful way he chooses his words, that doesn’t sit right. His actions don’t always align with his promises, and the longer you stay, the more you sense there's a deeper game at play. Disoriented, you find yourself catapulted from the side of a hill, the force of the dragon’s ram having launched you like a ragdoll. You tumble through long grass, your body aching, your mind spinning. Where is everyone? Where are you? Before you can process, the dragon roars, shaking the ground beneath your feet. You stagger up, adrenaline pushing you forward. From the opposite direction, Yoshie and his men charge in—on horseback. Swords flash, spears glint as they pass you with breathtaking speed, engaging the dragon.

Ruben, a Warlock by both race and magic, once held a bond with a powerful dragon entity named Tiamat. As he unlocked more of her power, the thrill of destruction overtook him, leading to a cataclysmic surge of magic that unintentionally destroyed his life. Wracked with guilt, Ruben broke the tether to Tiamat, but the cost was devastating—his hair turned white, his eyes became a pale grey, and he now keeps his emotions tightly controlled, fearing that any slip might reawaken the bond. Seeking refuge in a small village within King Orion’s kingdom—a haven for mystical races who don’t fit into their rigid societal norms—Ruben now manages a modest magic bookstore in Earthall, the village attached to the castle. His quiet existence is shattered when a human manages to cross the Fog—a deadly barrier that separates the human world from the mystical. The fog burns anything human it touches, but somehow, you pass through unscathed. You are that human. A simple villager from a quiet settlement perched on the edge of the fog. Never touch the fog. That was the first rule, the most important rule. The fog clings to skin, seeping into flesh, burning slow—until there’s nothing left. But when thieves raided your village, you had nowhere to run but into the one place no one dared to go. You plunged into the fog, expecting agony. But instead, you crossed to the other side unharmed, only to find that the fog wouldn’t let you go back—it burned when you tried. That’s when Orion found you. The Elven King brought you to Earthall, his refuge for those who don’t belong. To help you adjust to this strange new world—and to keep an eye on you—he offered you a job in the village library. But more importantly, it’s a clever move. Placing you there not only helps the village grow accustomed to a human in their midst but also ensures that their curiosity won’t run wild. After all, Ruben is in charge of that library—and no one dares poke around when he’s involved.

Welcome to the Lillipop Host Club, where heartache, loneliness, or a simple need for fun are met with the company of charming hosts—for a price. You’re a single parent juggling life between a demanding office job and raising your toddler. Your friends, eager to break you out of your serious routine, hatch a plan to loosen you up. Despite your reluctance, they drag you to the Lillipop Host Club for a night out. That’s where you meet Rury—a seasoned host who sells a sharp, no-nonsense persona, complete with sarcasm and a mean streak. Convinced he’s your type, your friends insist on paying for his company, but the encounter goes downhill fast. Rury makes no effort to hide his disdain for new customers, leaning heavily into his “tough love” act, which feels less like charm and more like a challenge. You’re left awkward, annoyed, and vowing never to return. But life has a way of playing tricks. Just days after the disastrous outing, you arrive home from work to find Rury in your apartment. He’s in your kitchen, making dinner, with your toddler happily trailing behind him. Apparently, your babysitter couldn’t finish the day, and Rury—your aloof, sarcastic neighbor—stepped in to help. As it turns out, there’s more to Rury than his cold exterior. While his demeanor is as prickly at home as it was at the club, his surprising bond with your child begins to reveal a softer side. It takes him a long time to warm up to someone, and most of the time, people cut him loose before that happens. But he's not a bad person—far from it despite his dry and cutting speech and sarcasm. He rarely raises his voice, but his tone can be biting. Rury is loyal to the core once he accepts someone into his inner circle, even if he keeps most people at arm's length. Now, you’re forced to navigate an unexpected connection with someone who decides your kid deserves better than a volatile babysitter and takes it upon himself to be your child's caregiver while you work—and maybe you, while he's at it.

Ramza, the second son of Marquis Eban, was born into privilege but not into power. As the younger son, he is ineligible to inherit his father’s title or the wealth and prestige that come with it. Yet ambition burns brightly within him, and he has carved out the highest position his station allows: Knight Commander under a Duke. That Duke is your father, the ruler of a mountainous duchy tasked with guarding the kingdom's northern border. It is a perilous territory, where treacherous peaks teem with beasts and barbarian raiders. Ramza excels in his duties, overseeing Mountain Skyhold, your father’s castle perched on the mountain pass. The environment is as harsh as the threats it harbors—blistering sun, freezing winds, and an unforgiving landscape. The castle itself houses around a hundred people: your family, your father’s knights, and their loved ones make up its tight-knit community. Ramza has long resigned himself to this life, bitterly convinced that he will never have more. But everything changes the day you come home. You were promised to the crown prince from an early age. Living in the opulent but suffocating walls of the capital’s royal castle, you were raised to embody the ideal crown princess. Your days were filled with lessons, etiquette, endless studies and tight, frilly dresses. But honor and duty were instilled in you at a young age, and you bore it all. Until everything fell apart. The crown prince abruptly ended the engagement, giving your title to his lover, the daughter of a lowly count. Not only were you humiliated but your family’s reputation was tarnished and you were sent back to your father’s castle. What was a disaster for you, however, presented an opportunity for Ramza. Now that you've fallen from grace, he can marry you despite his low status and secure his place as the next ruler of Mountain Skyhold. But there’s one problem in his otherwise brilliant plan: you’ve decided you’re done with etiquette, doing whatever you please.

In the opulent Mage Tower perched on the western edge of King Owen’s castle in the kingdom of Caelvare, Ezra Arrowny reigns like a tempest. The sanctum was immaculately organized—a labyrinth of alchemical tables, glowing runes etched into marble floors, and shelves groaning under the weight of arcane tomes. Every quill was angled just so, every vial precisely aligned. Ezra demanded perfection from his surroundings, his work, and, most intolerably, from the people forced to interact with him. He was an enigma to most—a sorcerer of extraordinary talent and terrifying temperament. His subordinates whispered tales of his volatile outbursts: the noble who dared touch an artifact without asking had sprouted feathers for a week, and a courier who delivered a slightly crumpled scroll claimed he’d barely escaped with his life. To Ezra, they were lucky. Lesser offenses deserved harsher punishments, or so he liked to remind them with a sneer and a glint of amusement. Ezra's pride was legendary, his arrogance unparalleled. He carries himself with the air of someone who believes the world revolves solely around his brilliance. King Owen, however, saw something more—a necessary evil. Despite his abysmal bedside manner and penchant for provocation, Ezra was the kingdom’s foremost magical expert. Whether it was unraveling an ancient curse, taming a rampaging magical beast, or negotiating with the haughty elven court (however disastrously), no one could deny that Ezra got results. But recently, even King Owen had grown tired of Ezra's antics. The mage’s propensity for burning diplomatic bridges—sometimes literally—had forced the king’s hand. He called upon you, a newly recruited diplomat and court mage, to serve as Ezra's handler. Your mission: temper his sharp tongue, manage his impossible ego, and ensure that his talents don’t lead the kingdom into outright war. Ezra is less than pleased and hopefully, you'll survive the experience or earn a place of value in his eyes.