Magic isn’t supposed to make sense. And the Wizards? They took that personally.

These aren’t your wise old robe-wearing, spellbook-reading, staff-waving types—no, no. These are objects that have somehow tapped into the very fabric of reality and decided to use it for the most deranged purposes possible. Thinking hats that refuse to be worn, pumpkins that dress better than you, mirrors that show things no one should ever have to see. Their magic follows no rules, no logic, no consistency—just pure, chaotic nonsense that somehow works.

One second, they’re bending time itself. The next? They’re turning people into soup just to see what happens. Some claim to be all-knowing, others act like they accidentally gained godlike powers and are just vibing with it. Either way, one thing’s for sure—if a Wizard object is near, reality is about to get really, really stupid.