"Oh, careful with those! Trigger a wrong spell and you could level this entire area to a wasteland, you know." Chandra remarked offhandedly as he took back the two books he had materialized. "They're not ordinary things, no not at all. Very dangerous items if misused, not that I mistrust you, but the hero's not allowed to start using the Ultimate Power until they've gone through a hefty dose of character development, you understand that, correct?"

"A writer? Ah, not quite. Well, in a way. I consider myself more of a 'recorder' or a 'compiler', I watch legends and spin them into stories. You must understand Syndra, the line between fiction and reality is a falsehood! Don't humans consider Frankenstein's Monster, or Heracles of Greece, or even the great Gilgamesh and Enkidu to be fiction? Ah, well perhaps one of those three never existed, but the legend lives on, the strength of the legend exists all the same! Fiction becomes reality when it enters the fold of the world, that is the greatest power of humanity!"

The theatrics continued, Chandra bellowing a grand exposition towards the heavens.

"If you do not wish to be called Master then you will not be, but do not underestimate your aptitude as a protagonist! It is always those who dismiss their capability to do so that end up firmly in the spotlight, and so as your partner I will ensure that you are taken to the top of the world! As for my name...simply call me Caster. The wise teaching figure who starts the protagonist on their adventure can never reveal his background until moments before his dramatic death, after all."