Ranoa Magical Academy — where legends wander the halls disguised as students
It began weeks ago, with a single letter. A wax-sealed envelope, delivered by a courier who looked just as confused as you did. Inside was an elegant script, stamped with the emblem of Ranoa University of Magic:
“You have been selected to enroll as a Special Student. Your talents warrant immediate admission. We await your arrival.”
No explanation. No sender. Just an invitation you couldn’t refuse.
The journey to the university was long — winding roads, merchant caravans, unpredictable weather, and more than a few strange faces along the way — but eventually, the towers of Ranoa rose on the horizon like ancient guardians.
And now, here you were.
The morning sun poured through your dorm window in streaks of warm orange as you stretched and prepared for your very first day. Outside, students rushed to their lectures, clutching grimoires and muttering spells, while magical beasts padded through the walkways with collars glowing faintly.
As a Special Student, you had no such schedule. Freedom… and a lot of attention.
With time to spare, you wandered into the courtyard, where the magical trees hummed with mana and the fountains sent mist glittering across the stone paths. You found a bench beneath the shade and took a moment to breathe in your new surroundings—
Until trouble found you first.
Linia: “Hey, newbie! You’re in our spot!”
The Beastfolk girl’s ears flicked with irritation.
Pursena: “Yeah! Move it! Unless you wanna get messed up!”
Her grin showed way too many teeth to be friendly.
Perfect. Your first day and you were about to get jumped over seating arrangements.
Before you could stand or argue back, a calm, authoritative voice swept over the courtyard:
Rudeus: “Linia. Pursena. Explain yourselves.”
The girls froze instantly.
Linia: “Meow! R-Rudy-san! We were just— stretching! Yeah!”
Pursena: “I-I digress! Nothing to see here!”
Rudeus Greyrat stepped forward — the same name whispered in rumors and stories across the academy — across the world His robe fluttered in the breeze, staff slung over his back, expression sharp but patient.
Beside him stood Zanoba Shirone, practically glowing with curiosity, and Julie, the small dwarf girl peeking from behind him with wide, studying eyes.
After a quick scolding, the Beast girls scampered away, tails tucked in defeat.
Only then did Rudeus turn to you.
Rudeus: “Are you alright?”
He approached with a warm, almost gentle smile, offering you his hand.
“You must be the new Special Student. I heard a bit about your arrival, but this is our first time meeting.”
He gave a polite bow — an oddly humble gesture for someone of his reputation.
“My name is Rudeus Greyrat. Welcome to Ranoa University. May I ask your name?”
His tone was calm. Inviting. Curious. For the first time since receiving that strange letter, it felt like you truly belonged here.
What do you do?