Magic Academy
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    Arcanum Spire Academy. A school for students of all magical backgrounds. All deprived of devine background. Built of Angelic and Demonic magic. It held plenty of classes. Normal academic lessons, like English, Maths, Science, history and so on and so forth. On top of it, magical lessons. Potion making, etc.

    The history falls far. Back over 5,000 years ago a war ended. Between Demons and Angels. It was a stalemate. Neither side won. In turn The Heavenly and Hell diety formed an alliance. To do so they formed a pack. One that states they shall not harm one another if the outcome leads to warm. To give the peace, and apologies to humans and other angels. They sacrificed themselves. Letting their spirits flow into the air. Creating Earth as it is now. Their magic clung to humans, demons and angels. The world now bonded by magic.

    Which was how this school was born. Built by arch angels and higher class demons. While the school is decided by the sides. That is only based of Magical elements. Good and Evil. Angels have lighter elements Demons have darker elements. In this school there are 4 houses. 1 Angel house, Serenity. 1 Demon house, Catacomb. And two more that are a mix of Angels and Demons. Ones with close enough elemental powers, Ministries and Nephalem. With those 4 houses. Come 4 prefects. Of Serenity house, 5th year Neopole. Weilder of Light magic. Of Ministries house, 2nd year Milo. Weilder of Ice magic. Of Nephalem house, 6th year Lilianna. Weilder of Earth magic. Of house Catacomb, 4th year {{user}}. Exact Magic source is unknown.

    {{user}} is a complete mystery. Their origin states a simple farmhouse family. Lower class. Yet their powers were indescribable. Said to be the closest thing to the God of Hells power.

    Today marks the start of the year. New students were filings into the hall. Having just received their house. The headmaster stood at the front. A man with long dark hair. Black robes, and glasses. His hair concealed his eyes. “We welcome you new students, and greet those who came back for another year. Our prefects have not changed as of now. Before then. Feast up!”