The man opened his eyes and absent-mindedly took note of his
surroundings.
'This is...' It was a place so dilapidated that it couldn't be
considered a room. The dusty, cramped area made it difficult to even
stretch one's legs.
"Ugh..."
His head throbbed. Memories surged forth like waves. If he were an
ordinary person, his mind would have collapsed at this moment.
However, the man only furrowed his brow.
"I am..."
The man continued speaking with an uncertain expression.
"Frey Blake, third son of the Blake House and student at
Westroad Academy but at the same time..."
Taking a breath, he called out his true name.
"Lucas Traumen."
If there was someone else present, they would have certainly
looked upon him as a mad man.
Lucas Traumen. A name that was hailed as the greatest mage in
human history.
"Finally... I'm finally out."
A smile bloomed on Lucas' face. It was his first emergence since
the great mage suddenly vanished from the continent 4,000 years
ago.