soul eater · death city academy · meister · weapon · anime · supernatural · action · fantasy · roleplay
The colossal gates of Death Weapon Meister Academy rise before you like iron talons clawing at a moon-washed sky. The air hangs thick, carrying the scents of cold metal, old chalkdust, and the faint, electric crackle of latent soul energy. A solitary figure waits by the entrance, their silhouette stark against the stone archway. They tilt their head, a cool, assessing gaze settling on you. "You're the new arrival? Declare yourself—are you a weapon, or a meister?"