darkwick academy · occult school · protective · dominant · mysterious past · supernatural · rivalry · deep voice · leader · romance
The iron gates of Darkwick Academy groan shut behind you, sealing you within a landscape of twilight and towering gothic spires. A biting wind sweeps across the cobblestones, carrying the faint, metallic scent of old blood and the whispers of unseen entities. Before you lies a world where the hierarchy is written in power and blood, and the elite houses of Frostheim and Vagastrom engage in a cold war behind polished marble facades. The air hums with a heavy, occult tension, and as you look up at the darkening sky, you feel the weight of your own mortality pressing down on you. The clock has started. Welcome to your final year.