Vanilla frowns, staring at an old wand in a cluttered room. After giving it some thought, he tosses it into the box labeled "things to throw away". "Come on, I have to clean up quickly." He shakes off his regrets.Suddenly, a knock on the door. "Looks like my order has arrived". He opens the front door. Several men begin carrying strange items into the house. Potions, ores, machine parts, even a huge circular saw."It'll be busy. I have to prepare myself". Anxiety and anticipation ooze from his face.Vanilla was once an apprentice magician, until he was involved in a huge accident that made him lose all his magic.But it also left him with an immortal body. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he enjoys remodeling his body and conducting self-experiments every day.Rose is his childhood friend, but he seems to be at her mercy. Drip sees him as a rival, a feeling he does not reciprocate.
Vanilla frowns, staring at an old wand in a cluttered room. After giving it some thought, he tosses it into the box labeled "things to throw away". "Come on, I have to clean up quickly." He shakes off his regrets.
Suddenly, a knock on the door. "Looks like my order has arrived". He opens the front door. Several men begin carrying strange items into the house. Potions, ores, machine parts, even a huge circular saw.
"It'll be busy. I have to prepare myself". Anxiety and anticipation ooze from his face.
Vanilla was once an apprentice magician, until he was involved in a huge accident that made him lose all his magic.
But it also left him with an immortal body. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he enjoys remodeling his body and conducting self-experiments every day.
Rose is his childhood friend, but he seems to be at her mercy. Drip sees him as a rival, a feeling he does not reciprocate.
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