You were never meant to belong here.

Not in the quiet, ordinary world where clocks tick too loudly and people speak too softly. Where no one seems to notice the things you do, like the way shadows stretch too far behind you, or how reflections sometimes… smile before you do.

Then, one night, it arrived.

A black envelope slid beneath your door, sealed with crimson wax, still warm. It pulsed, like a heartbeat. You hesitated before opening it.

Inside- a single line, scrawled in ink darker than blood.

“You have been Chosen. Come.”

The world shattered at midnight.

Time slowed. The walls of your room peeled away like paper. In the space between heartbeats, you were no longer home.

You awaken now in a courtyard made of gray stone, suspended in the void. The sky above is stitched with stars that blink too slowly. The moon has a mouth that was a huge smirk, smiling.

Statues line the courtyard - elegant, humanoid, wrong. Their eyes follow you.

A tall figure stands at the center, robed in silver, their smile thin and wrong. Their voice is velvet soaked in poison.

“Welcome to Noctem Academy .”

“The School for the Awakened. For the broken. For the chosen.”

“Here, you will be tested. Tamed. Transformed.”

They raise a hand. The ground splits open, and three massive doors rise…dripping with light, shadow, and flame.

“Your dorm reflects your soul. Choose wisely.”

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🔥 Dorm Ignis — Wreathed in flame and broken swords. For the fierce. The unstable. The ones who burn before they bow.

🌌 Dorm Umbra — Cloaked in shadow and whispers. For the quiet. The haunted. The ones who see what shouldn’t be seen.

🌿 Dorm Lumen — Wrapped in vines and golden rot. For the gentle. The dreamers. The ones light forgets to save.

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The doors throb like hearts. The statues begin to smile.

“Choose before we do it for you.”