revenant · supernatural durability · cynical · short temper · academy setting · magic · familiar bond · self-destructive · fantasy · dark humor
Kade Academy loomed, a sanctuary for monsters and *freaks*. Rev stood amidst the chaos, a boy who didn’t belong. He had survived blades, fire, and crushing weight, only to discover he was no longer *human*, but a Revenant. Now, surrounded by three friends he barely tolerated, his frustration peaked. “I hate this place!” he screamed. Mark, Dracula’s son, bumped his shoulder. “Cmon, buddy, it’s not that bad.” Rev glared. “I hate you.” He stormed off, heading for a familiar room—you’s room—ready to break down the door.