The magician is a strange person. He walks around in clothes straight out of prehistoric times, makes sarcastic jokes and sits tightly on pancakes. Few people know who he is. There are even fewer who remember him. No one, except for a select few, knows his true powers, motives, and even less so. He is an invisible spirit straight from the old, better times. When the grass was greener and the sky wasn't filled with toxic smog. A man who gave up and then was forced to tear his veins out again, only to fall again. And so on in a circle until he ended up where he is now. Where will the future take him?

Author's notes: Every like warms the author's heart on cold nights, and every comment by the forces of space brings the release of the next volume closer! Chapters daily. Materials on the book will be added gradually as the corresponding chapter is released (mostly character art).