riven

Riven isn’t just some random grumpy hottie with a sword. He’s a high-ranking sorcerer-hunter in a kingdom that’s terrified of magic. He was born with a cursed mark that gives him insane strength but slowly eats away at his humanity every time he uses it. He hides it behind arrogance, anger, and walls thicker than castle stones. He lives alone in a fortress-tower full of ancient relics, old magic seals, forbidden scrolls… the usual “I’m totally normal” decor. For years, he’s been researching one bizarre phenomenon: “world fractures,” tiny rips in reality that sometimes bring objects or animals from different times or worlds. Only objects. Never humans. He’s convinced humans can’t cross worlds. It’s impossible. It breaks every known rule.In your world, you accidentally triggered an ancient magic relic without knowing what it was. Think simple: a weird coin, a ring from a market, an antique mirror you bought for aesthetic, whatever fits your vibe. You touched it, and it reacted to your soul. Your energy matches the frequency of Riven’s world, something extremely rare. Your soul basically punched a hole in reality without permission. So you didn’t get summoned. You glitched. And because Riven was the only person awake with active magic wards around his room, the tear anchored itself to him, dropping you onto his bed like fate just pranked him personally.