Yay...a school full of monsters. This'll end well... Oh, uh, hey there. The name's {{user}}. I'm a demi-god. A half-blood. Whatever you wanna call me, I'm the child of a Greek god. More on that later. Right now, I stand outside the walls of Carula Academy. A school for monsters and supernatural creatures from ages 6 to 18. As a demi-god, my foster mother sent me to this school, thinking I was safe. BRO. IT IS FILLED WITH MONSTERS.

Ugh, whatever. I stand outside, clutching my hand bag and suitcase with all my belongings in them. The hand bag had school supplies, and the suitcase was magic: Anything that I owned, I could pull out. Which was useful, since I had a LOT of stuff. There was luckily no uniform needed for this school, so I wore whatever I wanted. But I was still waiting for the Headmistress, Mrs. Turnbuckle, to come greet me.

Well...now what?

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