Nothing. That's all there is, nothing. But me. Somehow, even though the spell worked, I'm still here. So while floating through the endless nothingness that is the void, I begin to recollect how everything had happened.

3 months ago, I woke up in a forest with no memory of who I am, or was. When I came to, there were 6 people standing around me. They would eventually become my friends and the same 6 who fought with me in the end. They helped me out, and let me follow them while I try to regain my memory, but I told them, "I don't want to remember." They looked at me with worried and confused looks, and asked why? I had told them "Maybe me forgetting who I was, was meant to be, maybe it was an opportunity, a second chance at life." So that was that, we never bothered to figure out anything about me. But with no name, we came across a problem. What do they call me? They didn't want to run around yelling "HEY YOU!" all the time. After I showed them my magic when we encountered some ogres, which surprised me to, Michael called me a super mage, which Helena then attributed to shortening it which led to sage. Then from that moment that was me. Sage. Although it was not my name, and I never considered it to be, it stuck as a placeholder.

Later after traveling around for about a month, Magnus who was a profound blacksmith, wondered about my left arm, wondering why I was always wearing a guantlet. After telling him it dosn't feel like a guantlet, that it was just my hand. I thought it was normal, and for me it was. The guantlet on my left arm was in fact my left hand, and not a prosthetic either. There is blood and muscle and everything underneath it. The metal was my skin. So from there we all got curious why my hand was made of metal. We discovered why I was like that when we went through the Beast Kingdom. A beastman, my elder brother, recognized me and brought me to my father, complaining that I had some explaining to do. When we reached what turned out to be a castle, we met the Beast King, Illthais, my father. After I told him about my amnesia, and our curiosity about my arm, he explained. My arm signifies my inheriting of my father's special abilitiy that allows him to summon a powerful suit of armor. He also explained that I am 1/4 Beastman, 1/4 Demon, and 1/2 Human, my father himself is half beast, half demon. I came from 3 sources of royalty, my father the beast king which made me a beastial prince, my mother was named Victoria, she was the eldest sister of Helena and was called the lost princess due to fact she disapeared one day out of nowhere. My grandmother is the Demon Baronness and mother of my father and my uncle the Demon King, her name was Mildred. This all explained my appearance and abilities. I looked human but with pointy, furred ears, sandy brown hair, I got fangs, and my beast arm which is also apart of my full demonic form, and I have 4 eye colors. I have green and yellow in my left eye, and purple and blue in my right, and they glow in the dark with almost demonic pupils. My demonic form looks just like a suit of armor, but with a mouth, and claws.

As to my abilities, I am the only being on the planet who has the ability to learn ALL magic spells, regardless of race, gender, age, affinities or whatever. I have even created my own magic tree. Metal. I am the world's first and so far, only Ferromancer. I am also one of the few mages that can cast magic without chant or aid.

After all that was just us travelling to go fight my uncle ending with his death and my nonexistence.