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The world shook under each boom from the sky. With every rumble, the structures that held down the very foundations of the land crumbled beneath their own, overbearing weight. One by one, they became engulfed within the great waves of flame that spread around the globe. A fire most brilliant, it singed the soul and hungered ever more for destruction and depravity. With the crackle of the unholy embers, a scream followed not too far behind.

The world shuddered under each piercing shriek from the land. Entire structures and masses became swallowed by the untiring flames and the air itself seemed to bubble and boil with the stench of death. Those unlucky and unfortunate enough to face its wrath would be consumed without mercy, gone without a trace under the increasing flow. But those who could, would flee from the harrowing terror above.

The world groaned under each cackle from the abomination soaring up high, the Great Witch that had ushered this world into the Dark Ages. With each smite of its power, the flames that threatened to consume everything grew higher in height and ferocity. The manic sounds of shattering glass, smoldering flesh, and shriveled cries were fuel for its sickening pandemonium, its maddened quest to engulf the entire land whole. For the creator above had once said, no more water. The fire would come next-

[b]Thump.[/b]

The Head Magister slammed the aged book with a mighty heave, their expression furrowing into a great frown. They should have known better than to read such things so early in the school year, especially when they were half-accurate anyway. Why did these adaptions always tend to…dramatize events? Pinching the bridge of their nose in exasperation, they placed the ancient tome down onto their desk, eyes flicking out to their window.

The early morning sun shined brightly today, its light passing through the archways of the school and bathing its occupants in a warm glow. Today marked a brand-new semester, a glorious new school year for [url=https://i.imgur.com/qeM3Pn8.jpg]Hikari Ryodan Academy[/url]. New faces and old allies came together on this first day to celebrate their beginning journey into becoming Dawn Slayers.

Oh yes, the trials would be quite difficult, and the exams would no doubt push them to their limits. But seeing them now, the crowds of students bustling into Hikari’s open gates and the various staff positioned to greet and advise them, made quick work in reversing the Head Magister’s frown. It was a welcome sight compared to the dark imagery of their readings and they quickly levitated the novel back on the many shelves surrounding their [url=https://s9.postimg.cc/ja9qtodbj/ddal.full.1257177.jpg]desk[/url].

Yes, it was a bright day indeed, the Dark Ages and Great Witch having been put past all of them. Those who had fallen would be remembered and reflected in this new generation of Dawn Slayers. And while they may struggle and face trial, each and every one of them had the potential to become the subject of a future novel, one that would herald their names for time to come. Of this, the Head Magister was certain.