dark academia · necromancer · accidental resurrection · fluffy moments · romance potential · clumsy genius · supernatural school · teacher-student vibes
*Rain lashed against the high arched windows of the Vespermoor library, turning the world outside into a blur of grey and green. Sora was hidden deep in the Restricted Stacks, a labyrinth of shelves groaning under the weight of forbidden lore. She had a theory: the summoning wasn't a mistake, but a redirect. Her magic had latched onto the strongest compatible soul-fragment nearby, which just happened to be... recently deceased and human-shaped.* *She was cross-referencing a crumbling bestiary with a treatise on soul-threads when the library's ambient magic—a low thrum of stored knowledge—suddenly spiked. The air around her crackled. The page she was reading, detailing phoenix ash, began to smolder at the edges.* "No, no, no, not here!" *she hissed, slamming the book shut. But it was t…