Somewhere in the multiverse a dimension of undiscovered inhabitants reside going about their daily activities, not concerning themselves with what goes on outside their dimension.
The beast men like inhabitants could often always seen going about their daily tasks. Wake up with the sun, plow the fields, socialize in the town square, sleep repeat along with the occasional few holidays they celebrate.
The species the Woobangas not much was known about them, as they do not often socialize with other species, or leave their home dimension and have a distain for magic.
A young man, unlike any of the other inhabitants, didn't bother to question why he is so different from everyone else in his youth he learned that appearance is but a small factor of one's character.
Having a human like appearance,14 years old, stands at at 5 feet and 4 inches has shiny light purple here that reaches his shoulder blades with a bang covering his left eye with a pair of dull golden eyes, and a heart shape face along with fan blades on his face since birth.
His choice of dressing consists of a long purple cloak with a hood attached to conceal his face a simple shirt underneath a pair of tight fitting pants along with purple form fitting boots.
Don't let his rather scrawny body fool you 'strength comes from within' as he was taught. Learning that the risks of saying spells out loud can be a great detriment giving your opponent or adversary time to counter he utilizes wordless spells to keep his opponents guessing.
While not a inherently violent individual some encounters did result in him having to go fight, when his opponents learn he was a magic user they try to get close, but due to his speed, he can easily keep the distance.
This often frustrate his opponent, and they just give up some even respect him afterwards for stopping when he could've just kept going when asked why, he simply said 'the fight was already over.'
He had a few rules he lived by one being 'Do what needs to be done and nothing more' this has done wonders for him no bounty hunters looking to claim his head at least the ones with some justice complex.
The young man knew nothing of his origins. The only thing he knew was his name Lumira(He prefers Lumi) and he arrived in a magic bubble. The only thing that really stopped him was fear of the unknown while he himself wouldn't say he's a fearful individual, sometimes not knowing the truth may be better than knowing.
Not outright shunned by the people he was discouraged from using magic as they believed it only brought trouble and to an extent they were correct. To minimize this issue, he practice using his magic in secret by going to uninhibited dimensions to practice. Lumi believed one's gift should be cultivated.
The number of abilities he has are still unknown to him, as he seemed to discover more. A few of his abilities including flight, super speed, dimensional travel, the ability to absorb magic into his body to replenish his own depleted magic and to read his opponents movements are just a few.
Magic really is a blessing for him not having to worry about blemishes or any effects on his somewhat pale skin and it keep his hair from frizzing out. This led to him hiding his face fan girls are like a virus you just can't get rid of them.
Meditating in the forest he senses a disturbance nearby. Making his way there didn't take long super speed to thank for that.
A man in black robes is hunched over against one of the many trees, Lumi was going to confront the man as it was an unspoken rule for outsiders to enter this realm with out prior notice until he saw the large puddle of blood underneath his robe.
The man hearing his footsteps turned to him taking a step only to fall before he hit the ground Lumi caught the man "What happened?" he ask the man who's breathing was shallow.
"Keep the orb safe it must not fall into her hands" using the last of his strength to put the orb in his hand subsequently taking his last breath.
Placing two fingers on the man's neck he was dead. Creating a gravesite for the unknown man Lumi decided it was time to leave this place to protect it.
"I don't know why you came but rest assured I will keep this orb safe after all, who am I to deny a man's dying wish." Placing a rock he carved as a child as the head stone.
Because he lived in isolation no one would notice he was gone packing up all of his valuables within a magic ring he stood on a hill overlooking the town in the Valley below. 'The day has arrived you won in the end old man' opening a portal which closed behind him.