It starts with a disappearance. Mine to be precise. One moment I'm fighting a dark magic user, the next I'm thrown through the air, not coming to a stop until I'm far from home with no magic and no way to return. That's only the beginning of my problems. When I finally make it back, I see the man I can't stop thinking about wielding a sword like an extension of his body. He's covered in blood, most of which isn't his, thankfully...