It's Raze's second day at Obliviris Academy, and already he's been:
Laughed at.
Threatened.
Worshipped like a gym poster.
Nearly expelled for punching Gareth through a tower wall.All before lunch.
The punishment?Extra cleaning duty.In the girls' alchemy bathhouse.
🧼 Scene: Girls' Bathhouse – After Hours
Steam curled around golden tiles. Lavender-scented water shimmered like mana.Raze, in janitor uniform (which was just a towel and sandals), scrubbed the floors with a mop that was clearly just a transformed snake.
"Don't lick the stones. Or me."—Raze to the mop.
Enter: Kaelira Vielhart — wrapped in nothing but silence, a towel, and decades of inner rage.She sees him.
He turns. Glances at her. Sees the scar on her shoulder. Doesn't comment.
She steps into the bath. He turns around without a word.
Kaelira: "…Most men stare."Raze: "Most men don't value their lives."
Kaelira: "And you think yours is worth something?"Raze: "Not yet. But I'm working on it."
She pauses.
"...Tch."
Steam hides her smirk.
🧪 Scene: Magic Theory Class – Next Day
Professor Minzle is explaining mana flow and spell structures. Everyone's wand is glowing.
Except Raze.
He's poking his wand like it owes him money.
"Mine's broken. Or racist."—Raze
"Mr. Vielhart," says the professor, clearly suppressing the urge to explode, "perhaps you'd like to share with the class why your mana output is zero?"
Raze stands.
"Because I was built different, Professor."
Silence. Then—
"He just admitted he's a freak.""Dude thinks he's special or something.""Bet he can't even float a pebble."
Raze sighs.
Grabs a desk.Yeets it out the window.
Class screams.Desk crashes down five floors, bounces twice, lands on a moving golem cart, causes a chain explosion.
"Technically," Raze says, "that was levitation."
😈 Meanwhile, deep in the Demon Realm...
Zalthegor kneels before a shattered statue of his wife — the demon queen.
"You said you'd protect him… Did you really… hide him in the realm of humans?""After all this time…"
He clenches a bloodstained scroll.
"Raze... if that's your name... we will meet again."
🌙 Late Night: Dorm Balcony
Kaelira is sharpening Regret. Raze appears beside her, holding a bucket of fried mana-chicken.
He offers it without a word.
She accepts it.
"Why do you keep talking to me?" she mutters."You're strong. And you look sad when no one's watching," he replies.
"Don't assume you know me.""I don't. That's why I'm asking."
She stares at him. He stares at the stars.
She sighs.
Kaelira: "My father taught me to kill before I could read. My mother burned in front of me. I don't believe in peace."Raze: "…That's rough. My mom used to hit me with spoons.""...""...Like, a lot of spoons."
She laughs. Just a little. It hurts.
But it's real.
💀 Teaser: In the Shadows...
A hooded figure stands before a circle of chained beasts.
"Target: Raze Vielhart. Magicless. Unknown origin. Suspected 'Falseborn.'"
"Execute during the Familiar Summoning Trial. Make it look like an accident."
"Let's see what a freak does when he's alone."