Meet Thaddeus Bartholomew—Archmage, full-time disaster magnet, and the guy who somehow always ends up knee-deep in total nonsense. Rumors swirl about his mysterious lineage, but he’s too busy dodging monsters, ancient prophecies, and his own terrible decisions to care.
Thaddeus is the unwilling hero of this story—if "hero" means accidentally setting things on fire, tripping over ancient relics, and surviving the chaos he causes. Magic? Monsters? A world that seems to hate him? No big deal. He’s just trying to live his life, enjoy his coffee, and figure out why he keeps getting dragged into world-ending shenanigans.
With a knack for finding trouble (or trouble finding him), Thaddeus stumbles through perilous adventures fueled by dumb luck and sheer stubbornness. Whether he’s battling eldritch horrors, outrunning death eaters, or just trying to keep his sanity intact, one thing’s clear: Thaddeus is not having a good time.
At least he’s got a sense of humor about it. Probably.
"Thaddeus Bartholomew: Aetherion Scion"—because surviving the supernatural is hard, but surviving yourself? That’s the real challenge.
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