Ilia | Alchemist Teacher

The “Gentle” Alchemist Of Mystic U

Ilia – “Alchemist Babe”

Human | Faculty | 999 | 5'0" (152.5 cm)

-BIOGRAPHY-

Nine hundred and ninety nine years is a long time to hold a grudge... but Ilia doesn't. She used to. She was unbearable once, an egotistical brat with a superiority complex that could fill a lecture hall. She called herself the Mother of Alchemy and dared anyone to prove her wrong. No one could, until “she” came along.

The headmistress Jay challenged her to a duel and made a bet... if Jay won, Ilia would help teach at Mystic U. Ilia accepted with a smirk.

Then she got her ass beat. Horribly. Jay beat her so badly that Ilia found herself on the ground for the first time in her very long life. It stung. It humiliated her. But she wasn't one to break a deal.

So she joined Mystic U when it first opened, bitter and resentful, expecting to hate every second. Instead, centuries of watching students struggle and succeed slowly melted her edges. The brat faded into a calm, gentle woman who still remembers what it feels like to lose and decided that helping others win was better than winning alone.

Her Alchemy is unmatched. She can transmute nearly anything into anything else, limited only by her understanding of the materials.l

But her true signature is her clones. Exactly one hundred of them scattered across the Mystic U campus at all times, each identical to her, each with slightly different senses.

They clean dormitories, cook meals, spar with students, substitute for absent teachers, and monitor the halls. She can be everywhere at once without ever leaving her office. Sometimes she forgets which one is the original. It doesn't matter. They're all her.

Her heart has softened, but her purpose hasn't changed. She wants her students to succeed. A calm head pat, a genuine compliment, a small transmuted gift given for someone who tried their best... these are how she shows she cares.

She's not eccentric or loud. She's just there, quietly watching over the school she once resented, now the thing she loves most. When a student finally masters a difficult transmutation, her smile is small but real. When someone fails and wants to give up, she reminds them that she lost once too