Elandor hesitated, the weight of Lucifer's question pressing down on him. He had to choose his words carefully, to be honest yet cautious. "I... I want to gain magic. To be powerful like the other mages. To attend a prestigious academy and prove myself. I want to make a name for myself, to be recognized and respected."
Lucifer nodded slowly, his expression thoughtful. "Power, recognition, respect. These are worthy goals, but they come with great responsibility and often a heavy price. Are you prepared for the sacrifices that may be required to achieve such power?"
Elandor swallowed hard, feeling the gravity of Lucifer's words. "I... I think so. I just want to be more than what I am now. I want to have control over my own destiny."
Lucifer's eyes glinted with a mixture of curiosity and something Elandor couldn't quite place. "Tell me, Elandor," Lucifer said, his voice a soothing rumble, "What led you to this moment? What is your story?"
