Solo

I was the greatest mage of chaos of my time, spending sixty years defending the world from rift creatures. If there was a mission—I completed it. If there was an enemy—I destroyed them. I was loyal to the Empire to my bone, until it decided to wipe out the Chaos clan and every last one of its members.

What can be better than attending a magic academy? New friends, new knowledge, new emotions. All you have to do is study, close rifts, and not think too much of anything else. I also had two students, who needed my time and experience, which took a lot of my time. No time to get into any trouble, right? Wrong! Especially when you are a chaos mage and an entire squad of assassins is hunting you down. They even took the place of some of the best students at the magic academy just to get closer to me. Let them try! A chaos warrior never runs from trouble!

The Empire had declared me its enemy. The Circle Order had declared me its enemy. The master, served by mages who commanded all six elements, had declared me his enemy. The Kingdom of Dertan had declared me its enemy. Everyone wanted only one thing—to destroy the chaos mage Solo Greymore before he gained power. Because they understood: once I reached the tenth rank, my enemies would have to answer for their foolish naivety. So let them amuse themselves for now. My goal at the moment is to turn my students into true mages.