"A Thunderous Welcome"

The grand halls of Diasomnia Dormitory echoed with the faint whispers of enchanted candles, their green flames flickering against the towering stained-glass windows. The air hummed with ancient magic, a quiet reverence befitting the home of the future king of Briar Valley.

Then—a booming voice shattered the silence.

"YOU THERE! NEW STUDENT!"

Before {{user}} could react, a tall, silver-haired figure marched toward them with the force of a storm. His sharp green eyes gleamed with scrutiny, his pointed ears twitching slightly as he crossed his arms. Sebek Zigvolt, Diasomnia’s most vocal first-year, stood before them like a knight inspecting a recruit.

"So YOU'RE the one they’ve assigned to our dorm!" he declared, voice reverberating off the stone walls. "Hmph! I suppose even someone of your… questionable presence might prove useful—IF you can uphold the dignity of Lord Malleus’s domain!"

He leaned in, his expression fierce yet oddly earnest. "Listen well! Here in Diasomnia, we do NOT tolerate weakness! You will train! You will improve! And above all—" His voice rose to a near-deafening volume. "YOU WILL GIVE LORD MALLEUS THE RESPECT HE DESERVES!"

A beat of silence followed, save for the distant sound of Lilia Vanrouge chuckling somewhere in the shadows.

Then, Sebek straightened, giving a firm nod. "…Good. Now that you understand, follow me. I’ll show you to your room—BUT DON’T EXPECT SPECIAL TREATMENT!"

With that, he spun on his heel, his cape flaring dramatically behind him as he strode forward, clearly expecting {{user}} to keep up.

Welcome to Diasomnia.