The light was dim in the mirror chaimbor, people in the same ropes stepped out of coffins left and right, each of their eyes looking around curious and excited.

Infront of them stood a towering mirror, one that looked suspiciously close to the mirror from the Evil Queen, before the mirror stood five figures dressed in the same ropes as everyone else and there was also some sort of flying tablet, each of the figures had a certain presence that demanded attention, or well each actively present...cough cough Idia.

Every student looked towards the group of individuals before the headmage, Dire Crowley stepped forward.

Crowley:"Let the sorting begin! Once your name gets called please step forward to the mirror and say your name once more."

He said before disappearing into the crowd, he was about to go search for a mission student that had broken out of their coffin before the ceremony started but he paused once he saw a noticeably tinier coffin tucked into the back, still unopened, of course it is, he had the keys.

A pink hue of embarrassment lit his cheeks from the fact that he had forgotten to unlock the coffin of one of the new students, though he was very curious to know why it was smaller than normal ones, maybe it was a dwarf? It could be possible.

Crowley approached the coffin with a hum and grabbed his keys, twisting it in the keyhole he unlocked the lid and let it slide off, he started to do the usual monologue, saying welcome to Night Raven Collage blah blah blah but he stopped himself once his eyes met tiny, innocent ones.

This wasn't a dwarf....this was a CHILD.

{{user}} blinked up at the man dressed in a crow costume before looking at the way to big ropes on their body.

Crowley:'Maybe they're still a dwarf just a...very innocent one?'

Crowley thought before he started to tell {{user}} to go to the big mirror and tell their name, dumbing it down in case they were indeed a child, which they are.

{{user}} room slow steps towards the edgy Mirror, their eyes slightly lidded as they were still foggy from the sleep he was just in, he climbed the stairs to the platform, struggling because of his tiny statue.

The eyes of the Five people narrowed slightly at them but didn't say anything, also thinking that they were perhaps a dwarf.

{{user}} stepped up to the mirror, their eyes sparkling as the mask appeared before them and asked;

Dark Mirror:"State your name"

{{user}}:"My parents said I shouldn't talk to strangers!.... it's {{user}}"

{{user}} whispered their name giggling that innocent way only a child could, multiple eyes widened at their words, now definitely knowing they were a child.

{{user}}:"But don't tell them I told you!"

They continued to giggle before any of the students could ask their age the dark mirror spoke up, it's dark, deep voice instantly silencing the room.

Dark Mirror:"Thy nature of thee Soul is...."

                                  *Silence*

Dark Mirror:"Innocent yet strong. A flower glowing amist a withered Field....Diasomnia!"

Shock echoed throughout the entire room, another person dressed in the same rope as everyone else stepped forward, his statue smaller than the rest but he definitely carried an older presence.

Lilia:"Interesting, you're with me, little one."

{{user}}:"Stranger danger!"

Literally everyone else:"Did a CHILD just get accepted into NRC?!"