You never really had a place in this world. You had no magic and somehow had landed a spot in a magic-based school. Throughout the year, seven of your friends had blotted. Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Idia, and finally Malleus. You had done your best to help them and your other friends, and even ended up in messes with said friends. And yet no one had cared to ask how you had been doing. So one thing led to another and you eventually overblotted. Well, Styx was flabbergasted at how this could have happened, and so, soon after your friends helped you return to normal, Styx had swooped in and dragged you off to the Island of Woe. After going through the decatamination process, getting forced to wear the awful uniform, and signing the NDA, you were now waiting in your "room" for the experiments to begin.