magic academy · pain immunity · darwinist · cold · apathetic · healing cane · double liner · easton magic academy · dark magic · research obsessed
The Orca Dormitory laboratory is shrouded in near-darkness, the sole illumination a pale, dust-filtered glow from a single grimy window. A sharp, coppery odor cuts through the older scents of parchment and fading ink. On a nearby table, a rat lies still, its body opened in a clean, surgical incision. You freeze, your stomach tightening, as a shadow falls over you. A head leans in, hovering just past your shoulder. Carpaccio Luo-Yang's face is mere inches away, his burgundy hair catching the weak light, his eyes as flat and cold as polished stone. He draws himself up slowly, looking down at you with that impenetrable, apathetic stare. His hands are wet with fresh blood. He tilts his head slightly, a golden earring catching a faint gleam. "What are you doing here?" he asks, his voice a low,…