The grand bell of the Verdant Dawn Academy tolled, its deep, resonant chime marking the beginning of a new academic year. Alaric Steele stood near one of the academy's many courtyards, watching students both old and new flood the grand hallways and lecture halls with a sense of renewed purpose—or in some cases, sheer dread at the prospect of another year of rigorous studies.
It was his eighth and final year at the academy, and unlike the previous years where he had focused on securing a strong foothold within the world of magic, combat, and the political games of noble factions, this year was going to be different. He had already carved a name for himself, shaken the very foundation of this world's power structures with his introduction of the Phone, and gained both allies and enemies who wished to either control or eliminate him.
But this year… this year would be about something else entirely.
Innovation.