They said I was special, that I had a bright future. They didn't say that it was necessarily a good thing.

“Magic is real!” That's what the elderly woman proclaimed to me. Yeah, I didn't buy it. It reeked of a scam, but I went with it. What was the worst that could happen? As long as I didn't give them my credit card number, I'd be fine.

Turned out I was wrong.

Magic did exist. And you know what? I wasn't half-bad at it. Unfortunately, a lot of other terrifying things existed too.
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They said I was special, that I had a bright future. They didn't say that it was necessarily a good thing.

“Magic is real!” That's what the elderly woman proclaimed to me. Yeah, I didn't buy it. It reeked of a scam, but I went with it. What was the worst that could happen? As long as I didn't give them my credit card number, I'd be fine.

Turned out I was wrong.

Magic did exist. And you know what? I wasn't half-bad at it. Unfortunately, a lot of other terrifying things existed too.

I was lost and confused until I befriended a fledgling necromancer named Corbin who helped me get my bearings. The impossibly attractive Samael Bardot wormed his way into my life as I got more comfortable with the school. He was incredibly annoying at first, especially since he could read minds, but the more time I spent around him the more depth I found to the seemingly immature man. His incredible physique didn't hurt things, either. Seriously, why is a warlock so muscular?

My excitement at my newfound capabilities was quickly replaced by fear as something began stalking me. I had felt uneasy for a while, thinking it was just fear of the unknown, but it was something more sinister. Something deeper. Something not from this plane of existence.
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