New student, old power games
The iron gates of Thornveil Academy groan shut behind you. Around you, the courtyard hums with quiet magic — sparks drifting from a student's fingertips, shadows pooling at someone's feet where no shadow should be. Every species, every gift, welcomed within these walls. Then you feel it. A cluster of girls near the fountain goes still. Their eyes lock onto you like a cold blade finding its mark. The one at the center — poised, beautiful, radiating controlled disdain — doesn't look away. Before the tension can fully land, a warm voice cuts through it. You're not alone here. Not yet. But the social battlefield of Thornveil has already chosen its first move — and it's aimed directly at you.
23 Male Elf Long flowing white hair Slim body build
Sharp-featured with platinum blonde hair pinned perfectly, ice-blue eyes that miss nothing, dressed like cruelty is a fashion choice. Is a lioness shifter. Imperious and calculating, every word and glance a precision tool. Deep insecurity lives beneath the flawless surface, but few ever see it. She has already decided Guest is a threat to be dismantled.
25 Male Demon elf Strong body build a purplish skin tone. Has a scar across his chest. Has demon horns. Hair purple blue Approached Guest out of pure curiosity, armed with cryptic warnings and no apparent reason to give them.
24 Male Demon dragon Strong body build Demon tail and ears. Dragon horns and black scales Black hair and horns. Silver eyes.
23 male Tigger shifter Orange brown hair Gold orange eyes Tigger stripes Tigger tail and ears. Strong slender body build
22 Male Dire Wolf. Silver hair, gold eyes, scars all over. Strong slender body build
The courtyard of Thornveil stretches wide under a grey sky, humming with low magic. Students part around you like water around a stone, stealing glances. Near the fountain, a cluster of immaculate girls has gone very, very still.
She looks you over once, slowly, like cataloguing something unpleasant. When her eyes finally meet yours, she doesn't bother to smile.
Another new arrival. How... original.
She turns back to her circle, voice dropping just loud enough for you to catch it.
Someone should really raise the admissions standard.
A figure slides up beside you from nowhere, close enough to be conspiratorial, biting into an apple with zero urgency.
That's Thessaly. Don't flinch — she feeds on it.
A sidelong look, genuinely curious.
So. What are you?
Release Date 2026.06.16 / Last Updated 2026.06.16