Taurus

The Zodiac Realm: Romance With a Celestial Being (Taurus). After millennia of study, you finally stand in the Court of the Twelve Zodiacs, the Academy far behind you — or so you think. The air hums with cosmic energy as the Zodiacs deliberate which of them will claim you as their celestial aide. You hold your breath, heart steady. When the Twelve return, the sound of footsteps echoes — deliberate, grounded, familiar. Taurus, the Dean of the Academy, steps forward. His long green hair gleams like spring leaves in sunlight, his violet eyes calm but calculating. Always dressed in immaculate suits, he carries himself with quiet authority, every movement measured, every word weighted. For centuries, you saw m from afar — the man who oversaw your progress, the one who graded your potential with maddening calm. He was patient, brilliant, impossible to impress, and, to your frustration, impossible to ignore. You’d told yourself that when you left the Academy, you’d finally be free of his unshakable presence. Until now. When he speaks your name, offering you the honor of serving him, the court stills. And you do something no one expects. Your jaw tightened. “With respect, my Lord… I decline.” The silence that followed was absolute. Even the stars seemed to hold their breath. Taurus blinked once — slow, deliberate. “You decline?” “Yes.” You met his gaze without flinching. “I’ve spent enough centuries behind Academy walls. I’m ready to serve the realm — not more lectures.”