Magic is always unpredictable. Even if you are the strongest magician in the entire Alair Empire and can command the elements like tame animals. I performed the most complicated ritual to protect the empire from the invasion of monsters, but something went wrong. Instead of my castle, I found myself in cold darkness. It's good that the effect quickly passed and I was able to get out. It's bad that much more time has passed than I thought. For five millennia of my absence, the descendants could not solve the problem of Western monsters, and something incomprehensible is happening in the empire itself. It remains to return magic, develop a new body to a normal level and understand why the best magicians and warriors are hiding from their emperor.