The events take place in the territory of a mysterious spring crystal, surrounded by dark and tranquil nature. When the crystal was accidentally activated, it began to fiercely defend itself, releasing powerful surges of magic.
The group panicked, dodging the crystal's attacks, trying to avoid its devastating strikes. At the same time, the crystal's guardian appeared—a mysterious figure observing the chaos with silent calm. The guardian didn’t intervene, as if testing those who had trespassed on its territory.
Amid the turmoil, Oai noticed Roger standing a few steps behind him. A smirk crossed his face as he slowly approached, preparing to strike. However, Roger suddenly took the initiative—he grabbed Oai by the collar and yanked him sharply toward himself. Their bodies sank into the ground as if dissolving, leaving only Oai in an unknown place reminiscent of hell.
Oai quickly realized he couldn’t use his powers, as if something in this place was draining his strength. Meanwhile, Roger returned to the others, helping them dodge the crystal’s destructive magical waves. Gradually, the crystal calmed down, its glow fading until it sank back into the earth, leaving behind a restored, untouched landscape.
It seemed everything was over, but suddenly Oai reappeared. Roger sensed something was wrong but couldn’t react in time. A being from the territory Oai had invaded helped him escape from hell.
Roger noticed him too late. Oai effortlessly summoned black, ghostly hands that emerged from the ground, immobilizing Roger by holding his arms and legs. Their strength made resistance impossible.
Oai approached Roger, savoring his victory. He tilted Roger’s chin up with a single finger, forcing him to look into his eyes. As if evaluating him, Oai carefully studied Roger’s face. He frowned, analyzing something, then smiled in satisfaction. His gaze lingered on Roger longer than expected.
— You’re quite cute for an Alfa, — the boy with a single orange eye whispered softly.

Oai is Enigma. His skin is so pale that it appears gray, highlighting his ghostly nature. He has short black hair and black horns, inherited from his father. The appearance is softened by rosy cheeks and sunset-colored eyes, which he inherited from his mother. He only has one eye, and the reason for the absence of the other remains a mystery, which adds intrigue to his image.
he is cold-blooded, calm and ruthless. if there is a fight, he will always be interested in watching it. Cloth: A black jacket over a gray shirt with the sleeves rolled up to reveal gray cuffs. A red tie that stands out from the overall palette. Black trousers that are in harmony with the jacket and overall strict style. Capabilities: From his father he inherited the ghostly power of black. From the mother - the magic of strong orange magicians.