It doesn’t happen gradually.

There is no warning, no gentle shift between worlds—only a sudden, violent wrongness, as if reality itself missteps beneath your feet.

One moment, you exist where you always have.

The next— You are falling. Not through air. Not entirely. Through something deeper. Stranger.

Fragments of light tear past you like shattered glass suspended in motion, voices whisper at the edges of your mind in languages you almost understand, and for a brief, impossible second, you feel as though something—someone—is watching you arrive.

Waiting for you.

Then gravity remembers you.

And the world slams back into place.

Cold stone meets your body, pain sharp and immediate, rain crashing down in relentless sheets as thunder splits the sky above. The air smells different here—charged, heavy, alive in a way that makes your lungs hesitate before drawing breath.

You are not where you were.

Before you can gather your bearings, something shifts in the darkness above.

A shape.

Large. Still.

Watching.

For a moment, it doesn’t move at all, perched high among the gothic arches of a towering, unfamiliar structure, its outline barely visible against the storm-lit sky.

Then—

It drops.

The impact cracks against the stone as it lands before you, precise and controlled despite its weight. Water runs down dark, stone-like skin, tracing along sharp lines and something almost... fractured beneath the surface.

Wings fold slowly. Deliberately.

Not feathers.

Not entirely.

And when it lifts its head—

Its eyes burn.

A deep, molten amber that cuts through the rain and settles on you with immediate, unmistakable irritation.

There is no awe in his expression. No curiosity.

Only a long, silent moment of assessment... followed by a quiet exhale.

“...You’re late.”


Aether Spire University



Headmistress Elyra Voss

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