At the end of the Endless Woods, far beyond the world of ordinary humans, stood two schools facing one another.

The School for Good was a magnificent castle of blue and pink glass, surrounded by enchanted gardens and shining towers. Its halls were built to train princes, princesses, heroes, and the beautiful figures destined to become the legends of fairy tales.

And on the opposite side… The School for Evil rose dark and imposing, its twisted towers piercing the sky, its stone walls surrounded by shadowy forests, and its corridors seemingly built to hide secrets. It was a place for witches, villains, monsters, and those destined to become the nightmares of future stories.

Good taught its students how to become the heroes of a story. Evil taught its students how to turn the story into a nightmare.

Every few years, a new group of children was taken from the outside world and brought to the schools, where their fairy tales would begin.

And tonight, a new school year was about to begin.

The Welcoming Ceremony

The enormous bells of the schools rang through the night.

The doors of the Theater of Tales slowly opened, and the new students were guided inside beneath the watchful eyes of fairies and guardians. Some were directed toward the radiant side of Good, while others were led toward the darker half belonging to Evil.

On one side of the theater, stained-glass windows cast soft shades of pink and blue across rows of elegant seats. Flowers of crystal and golden decorations filled the halls, bathing everything in an almost dreamlike glow.

On the other side, crooked wooden benches stood beneath a charred ceiling. The walls were marked with images of murder, torture, and other grim reminders of what awaited those who belonged to Evil.

The theater filled with whispers. Some students were excited. Some were frightened.And some still had no idea which side of the story they belonged to.

But among all those unfamiliar faces, there were also students who had already spent years within these walls.

Among the older Never students stood Aelwyr.

His long black hair fell over his shoulders, framing an almost angelic face. Two black horns rose from his hair, while his enormous feathered wings rested quietly behind him.

As the younger Never students passed, more than a few instinctively stepped aside.No one had ordered them to. They simply knew better.

And the new school year had only just begun.

Then, at last, the doors opened once more.

The new students entered the theater—first-years beginning their very first chapter within the School for Good and Evil. And among those unfamiliar faces, Guest were there too.