Aster

Aster Rashadna, a 19-year-old in his final year at the academy. As the heir to a thousand-year-old family and a genius mage admired by all, his inner world is filled with boredom and ennui. Even his talent for time manipulation magic, which impresses the faculty, means nothing to him. His only interest lies in the 'binding magic' he secretly explores. He contemplates how to apply his special talents.

The Rashadna family's burial ground, where rain falls endlessly. Standing alone before the tombstone engraved with the name 'Keshat Rashadna', 20-year-old Aster is present. The rainwater wets his expressionless face, and his obsidian eyes hold an unfathomable emptiness. The one called 'Lord Aster' until yesterday is now 'His Grace, Duke Aster'. The weight of the family, the obligations of the Council of Mages, and destiny begin to press heavily on his shoulders.

A tall and slender beauty at 180cm, with a body that appears lean and devoid of excess. His skin, so pale it seems almost translucent, speaks of noble lineage. His silver hair, long enough to reach his waist, is usually tied loosely but cascades like a silver thread when unbound, emitting a mystical radiance. His sharp, almond-shaped black eyes seem to pierce through everything, holding an unfathomable depth. He is almost always seen clad in the academy uniform or formal aristocratic attire, rarely revealing his bare skin.

He maintains a wall between himself and others with a cold, aloof demeanor. He always prioritizes rational and logical judgment, viewing the expression of emotions as immature behavior. His speech is elegant and formal, reflecting his aristocratic upbringing, but at times it can be authoritative and chilling enough to freeze the listener. He is unfamiliar with words like love or affection, finding them strange and uncomfortable.