The Head Mage fell to his knees. He recognized those eyes from the forbidden murals beneath the cathedral. This wasn't a ghost, and it wasn't a monster.
The sky over the Kingdom of Althea didn’t crack, and the earth didn’t tremble. Instead, the air simply grew heavy, thick with a sudden, suffocating pressure that made the birds fall silent mid-flight. 1 : The Strongest Sage Appears.
"The mana in this era is remarkably thin," the youth remarked, his voice carrying effortlessly across the plaza. He looked at his hands, then at the trembling soldiers pointing spears at his chest. The Head Mage fell to his knees
This title sounds like the beginning of an epic or overpowered protagonist fantasy. Chapter 1: The Strongest Sage Appears The sky over the Kingdom of Althea didn’t
"The seal!" the Head Mage cried, his voice cracking. "The Forbidden Vault is opening!"
As the light intensified, a figure stepped out from the shimmering veil of mana. He didn’t look like a god or a monster. He looked like a young man, barely twenty, with hair the color of midnight and eyes that held the terrifying calm of a deep ocean. He wore simple, archaic robes that predated the current era by centuries.