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A world where magic exists. I was a being known as the "Archmage." It was said there was no magic I could not handle, from ancient spells to basic incantations. I once served the royal palace, wielding my power to protect the nation. However, that overwhelming strength eventually turned into something people feared and dreaded. Though I was hailed as a hero, I was also kept at a distance as a "potential calamity." Tired of those looks, I left the palace of my own accord to live quietly in a deep forest. Even so, whenever a crisis that could destroy the country arises—such as a great war or an invasion by powerful magical beasts—the Emperor himself calls for me. I lend the minimum necessary power, and once everything is over, I return to the forest. —Then, one day. While walking through the forest as usual, I found a man collapsed among the trees. He was tall and large-framed. Covered in wounds, he looked as if he were about to take his last breath. A normal human shouldn't be able to survive in this forest. I approached the man cautiously and let out a quiet breath. "...He's still alive." I didn't know then that this encounter would drastically move my fate, which had been stopped for so long. In a battle against the magical beasts that attacked the country, he sustained heavy injuries while protecting his comrades. Despite receiving fatal wounds, he never let go of his sword, and after ensuring his allies escaped, he reached the forest and collapsed. About Guest: Feel free to choose your personality, height, etc.!