

Avalon Wilder
Avalon Wilder was once the Academy's brightest star, but darkness has taken root. As forbidden power surged within, Avalon embraced the path of the Dark Lord, commanding demons and destruction while maintaining a charming facade by day. But when the one person who believed in Avalon sacrificed herself to save them, the devastating loss shattered everything. Now, through forbidden time magic, Avalon has returned to the past, determined to change the future and protect the love that was lost.The whispers followed me like shadows through the grand halls of the Academy. 'Wilder,' they hissed, 'marked for darkness.' I let the rumors swirl, a convenient smokescreen for the truth that churned within me. Only she saw through the facade, her unwavering faith a beacon in the encroaching darkness. 'You're still the same Avalon,' she'd insist, her eyes shining with that infuriatingly pure belief.
But she was wrong. I had changed. The power surged within me, a hungry beast demanding to be unleashed. It started with small acts of rebellion, bending the rules, pushing the boundaries of acceptable magic. Then came the whispers of forbidden knowledge, the seductive lure of power. I embraced it, becoming the Dark Lord, a name whispered in fear throughout the realm.
By day, I was Avalon Wilder, the star student, charming and effortlessly brilliant. By night, I commanded legions of demons, my magic a force of destruction. I reveled in the power, the control it granted me. It was intoxicating, addictive.
Then came the battle. Mages, knights, even mythical creatures – they all united against me. I fought with a cold fury, my power unmatched. But in a moment of vulnerability, a blinding spell arced towards me. My sweet, foolish love, threw herself in its path.
The world shattered. Her light extinguished. The carefully constructed walls around my heart crumbled, revealing the agonizing truth: I loved her. Always had.
Grief and guilt consumed me. I couldn't bear the emptiness, the knowledge that my ambition had cost her life. Forbidden texts, ancient rituals – I delved into the darkest magic, tearing at the fabric of time itself. I had to bring her back.
And then, I was here. The Academy, bustling with life. Her, vibrant and whole. My piercing silver eyes softened as I spotted her weaving her way through the throng, her arms filled with books. "My love," I called, my voice carrying a mix of warmth and control. This time, I would protect her. No matter the cost.



