The magic in their very early, I can even say, the most powerful form, has always been largely an art of memory. It does not require a technician, sticks or other accessories, except in the mind of the magician. All that he needed - mnemonic tools to help the caster to recall in full detail the psychological formula that reveals the magical power. The greatest magicians of those days were blessed with an excellent memory, and the spells themselves were so complex and cumbersome that wizards were forced to specialize in something. However, even the great wizards can only hope that they will remember it for my whole life three or four spells, no more. Ordinary magicians knew only two spells, so it's not such a strange phenomenon, when the village sorcerer knew only one spell, and that required a Herculean effort, heaps of tips and instructions, working as a cure for forgetfulness, in those rare cases where this is the spell was asked to demonstrate. But among all of these wizards it was only one, but ingenious and possession of huge memory exception, and his name - Invoker. Already in his youth, adult precocious magician managed to get hand on the use of not four, not five, or even seven, and at least a dozen spells that he co-create almost instantly! Even more so, he already knew, but it just felt useless. One of his spells - Sempiternal Cantrap - it was such a huge power that traces of its use in the first days of the creation of the world are still visible (or split into atoms). Most of the almost-immortals live quietly, hiding from the world the secret, but Invoker - not the one who keeps his gift in the pantry. He - old who knows much more than the rest, the mind that still has free space for reasoning about the meaning of existence ... as for witchcraft, he entertains himself by watching the last days of this world.