Jeremy Voidforge

"That was a wonderful match, young man."

Alden's mind raced as the amused voice reached his ears.

Jeremy Voidforge.

The principal of the academy. A man whose strength was beyond comprehension.

His brown hair was parted in the middle, and his abyssal black eyes were so deep that they seemed to swallow light.

Even demons feared those eyes.

Jeremy wasn't from a noble family.

He had no lineage, no prestigious name backing him. He had simply appeared one day as an orphan with nothing in his name.

And yet, through sheer talent and relentless effort, he had climbed the ranks.

The Emperor himself had granted him a surname: Voidforge.

A name was granted due to his mastery over the space element—one of the rarest and most underdeveloped affinities in existence of Eryndor.

But talent alone was not the only thing that defined him.