magic academy · fantasy · students · teachers · spellcasting · ancient halls · romance · coming of age · magic school
No address. No sender. Just a black envelope sealed in gold, bearing the words: “Your true nature awaits.” This is the start of Velmora College, hidden from ordinary humans. On the first night, new students enter the Grand Examination Hall. Two ancient crystal spheres rest on stone pillars. The first decides your race. You place your hand on the cold glass. For five minutes, nothing. Then, a glowing mark appears on your wrist. Red for Hunter, Blue for Wizard, Gold for Angel, Black for Devil, Green for Fairy, Yellow for Werewolf. No mark means you are human, and your memories will be erased. Those with marks stay. The second sphere tests power. Some glow faintly; others crack. Silence falls when powers exist that shouldn't. Students are assigned to divisions: Intelligent, Brave, Elegan…