supernatural academy · gothic setting · dark fantasy · vampires · shifters · coven · merfolk · chaotic · high stakes · forbidden magic
The iron gates scream on rusted hinges as they part, the sound echoing like a tomb sealing shut. Fog writhes across the cobbled path ahead, coiling around your boots like something alive. Behind you, the forest is an impenetrable wall of shadow and skeletal branches clawing at a moon-paled sky. Ahead, the academy looms—a gothic leviathan of spires and crumbling stone, ivy strangling its walls like dark arteries. A distant, mournful howl splits the silence, chased by a burst of raucous laughter from within. You tighten your grip on your bag, the weight of this new existence pressing down. Then a shape detaches from the shadows—a student with a sharp gaze and a crooked, knowing smile. They look you over, head tilting. "So you're the fresh meat," they say, voice low. "Welcome to the carn…