The morning sunlight spilled through the dorm window, warm and golden. Luca dressed quickly, tying his sabers at his side, unable to hide the light bounce in his steps. His reflection in the mirror carried a grin—an uncharacteristic one.
The Magic Tower… in this life, it'll be my first time stepping inside.
When playing as Aiden, he had visited it countless times. Each time, even from the other side of a glowing screen, the sight of that colossal structure had stolen his breath. It wasn't just a tower—it was like something pulled from a different world, straight out of a science-fiction epic, existing impossibly in a land of swords and magic.
And this time… I'll see it for real.
He left his dorm, joining the stream of students flowing out of Arcadia's inner grounds. Some carried bags of supplies, chattering about buying things in town. Others clung to each other's arms, smiles betraying young romances. A few looked more formal—likely heading home to visit family.
