Nope. Just a bored old bastard...

"Finally!", eventually you were standing in front of the rather large oaken doors, which should lead into the high mages quarters. Getting here took yet another frustrating hour, randomly walking down halls and peering into rooms, all the while still holding the softly sleeping girl over your shoulder. And by pure luck you came across this door, hidden in the very back of the academy, hoping that you had reached your destination.

"Ahh, I was wondering when you would get here!". Walking into the room you found yourself standing in a huge library, so large the roof was shrouded in darkness. Rows upon rows were laced with books, the room much-much larger than it looked outside the door. In the center of the room sat an ancient and old looking man, his grey mane hanging loosely over his eyes, his face wearing a mused grin while he watched you from his desk.

"Hmmm, so let me guess" he mused, "A somehow sentient Npc, much like my self, who managed to level up and acquire this.... specimen." The old man said with a wave of his hand. His grin grew wider as he continued,"Speechless, hm?, well let me explain. I loathe my creation. Unlike you i'm trapped here. In eternal damnation".

The old man continued with a tired smile, explaining his torment and if he really wanted to he could squash you like a bug. Easily proving this point with a wave of his hand, you felt the gravity in the room triple, dropping to one knee you struggled to stand. And just as quick as it came it was gone. "So this is how it will go, i'll let you leave here alive. on one condition."

Frustrated at your position, you grumbled a reply,"And that is". you questioned, his tired gaze not once leaving his eyes.

"You must swear to come back, once your stronger." gazing at your confusion with tired eyes he continued, "I know you wish for this academy to fall to ruin, and to be honest I couldn't agree with you more." getting up and pacing from his desk he continued, "But. I am truly bored with my existence, so in time when you reach a desired strength you must return and face me in combat!".

Taking your lack of an answer for an agreement, the tired old mage smiled, "Good, now, i'll even do you a favor". waving the his hand about he chanted slightly.

Before you could question his meaning, "GRRRHHhhhhhh", the entire foundation of the academy began to shake and crumble.

"See you soon" the old bastard mused, as you began to sprint through the halls, nearly dropping jasmine while the structure seemed intent on swallowing you two hole.