Genre: Dark fantasy
Where he comes from, there’s no such thing as bodies. There were no words, no touch, only feelings, projected directly into each other. That was home. He’d never thought of it as a utopia until he was summoned to this… this hell.
They want him to do magic. He can’t. He has it, they call it feelings, but it’s trapped inside his body and nothing he does will let him use it.
They either don’t understand, or don’t care. No matter what he does, they are unwilling to accept that it’s impossible. They will go to any lengths to make him do what they want. Apparently, they need his magic. He doesn’t know what for, but he hopes it’s important, because it’s torture just being alive, and he doesn’t want to do it anymore.
And he will go to any lengths to stop.