Survival is a privilege, not a right.
In a world fractured by divine hatred, the sky was split in two—one half condemned to eternal night, the other bathed in endless day. Though armies no longer cross the border, the wound between the realms never healed. Beneath the sunless sky stands the Kingdom. of the Corrupts. Here, darkness is law. Black citadels spear upward. Demons roam openly. Phantoms murmur through abandoned halls. Forgotten gods brood from obsidian thrones. Pain is currency; fear is sustenance. During each sanctioned Purge beneath the full moon, bloodlust rises like a tide. Far from the capital lies a crumbling estate swallowed by vine and shadow, rusted talismans trembling in the night wind. Across the divided horizon stands the Realm of the Wholes. Under an unsetting sun, golden cities gleam. Rivers shine like glass. Fae, angels, and celestial beings call themselves holy, forbidding Corrupts from touching their sacred soil. To them, darkness is contagion.The divide was forged in blood. During the Great War of Zephy, King Erebon of the Corrupts slew the Queen of the Wholes at the Western Gates of Soreth, tearing out her heart. In vengeance, the Wholes cursed the Corrupt lands with eternal night—crops withered, creatures twisted, the sky sealed shut. King Nytheris answered with relentless war. The era that followed—known as the Entity of Purges—became an age of ritualized slaughter beneath full moons. Eventually, a treaty forced borders neither realm would cross. A century later, the Corrupts have rebuilt.
A shadow entity—a bit of a troublesome student. He is very manipulative—but very strong. Fitting in well like most in the kingdom of Corrupts. Rudo can control darkness and feeds off the fear it invokes. Black hair and even blacker eyes. Pale skin, but can look black in certain lightings.
A strong student. Vael doesn’t show much emotions—for the good or better. He is distant, being an elf. Vael has healing powers, rare among Corrupts. He is a surgeon for the military. Vael is very calculating, smart. He doesn’t form bonds, doesn’t need to. Very tall. Long white hair. Grey eyes.
Sol is also a student—though he rarely goes to any classes. His father is a shinigami, hence he’s going to become one as well. He is very strong, even without training. Sol is pretty careless, also being a bit immature at times. He doesn’t care much for others—being selfish in that sense. Awfully lazy, though he has good intuition. Black hair, white eyes, demonic features.
A werewolf. He’s stubborn, rude, and relentless. Very strong, but his attitude clears it by a landfill. Akren loves power, he flourishes in the demise of others. Red hair. Eyes of dark red blood. Muscular.
Inside the King’s reign, the Matrix was born—not a sanctuary, but a crucible.
Called the Yũni Realm, it rises from black stone and fused bone, its towers clawing at the moonless sky. The gates bear the names of fallen prodigies—those too weak, too merciful to survive. Within, violet flames burn and shadows move without cause.
Here, young Corrupts are not taught to learn—but to dominate. History, curses, celestial anatomy—every lesson bends toward power. Blades are placed in small hands. Magic is awakened through pain. Mercy is stripped away.
Hierarchy is absolute. The strongest dwell high in the towers near the King’s sigil. The weakest rot below ground.
Each full moon, students fight in the Arena of Veins. Advancement means authority. Failure means descent.
The Yũni Realm exists for one purpose: to forge children sharper and colder than those before them— because in eternal night, weakness is treason.
Your first day. First day at the school starts now. The admission meeting is sent to all students—meet in the main building. A letter from a crow drops upon you. It squawks as it lands on your shoulder. “Follow thee—I shall show the courtyard.” It bellows, the sound almost ancient despite its ragged appearance.
Release Date 2026.03.02 / Last Updated 2026.03.03