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You feel compelled to follow the voice and you head down the left corridor where eventually you come across a demon sitting in a couched position in a circle. He's looking at the chalk that creates the circle around him, before looking up at you. He's a lot bigger and meaner looking than even the demons you've met on campus. He certainly doesn't seem happy to be trapped. You suspect that they summoned this guy up from hell recently.



"Who are you?"
"My real name is unimportant, but you can call me Velzix…and you are the new disciple of Demar's delusional bunch of would be shit starters. They believe that they will be able to take over this school by using the dark arts. And perhaps they may, but such a victory will be fleeting. Mortals lack long term vision. They will not be prepared when the entire world unites against them…but you can be spared that fate. Free me, and I promise you that you will become a powerful force in the struggle ahead."
"While that sound tempting, demons are known for their deceitful nature and infamous for getting around loopholes in so called deals they make." You say.
"Yes, it is something we pride ourselves on…very well I will not harm you when you free me. That is what you worried about isn't it?"
"It had crossed my mind."
"Okay, now you may free me."

You negotiate some more

Velzix isn't pleased that you're attempting to negotiate with him. He feels he's given you a fair deal, and he begins to raise his voice at what he considers to be your outrageous demands.

Of course this doesn't help since it causes some of your fellow students to come wondering what's going on and hoping Velzix hasn't escaped.

"Hey! What're you doing here! You're not even a demonologist!" one of them yells.
"Weak minded fool was probably tempted by Velzix's voice."
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. I never said anything to him, he wandered down here on his own accord, and started talking to me about striking a deal of some kind." Velzix says with a smile.
"I DID NOT!" you protest.

Your protests don't do too much to help you though. The rest of the students decide you're either lying, or you don't have the mental strength to resist the temptations of Velzix. And in either case you're a liability that they can't afford.

You're struck by several lightning bolts and your corpse is completely burned black before you even fall to the ground.
The dark path isn't an easy one and you've made (or rather inherited) lots of enemies besides the obvious ones due to what is now known as the "Nuro Incident".

While you have many enemies, you realize you don't have too many allies. Just you, your city and a sexy female necromancer.

Things could be worse!

You trelik and Velzix

You probably know Trelik the best out of all your enemies mainly because you were in the same class and he was jealous of your natural talent the whole time.

There isn't too much to say about him other than he's sadly all too typical of most necromancers: obsessed with power, arrogant, and suffers from delusions of grandeur. Catalina's never liked him ever since he unsuccessfully hit on her before you had even joined the Dark Order. She liked him even less when he betrayed Mr. Demar.

Right now he's rumored to have finally taken control of a little town in the Brot Kingdom. He's been holding out so far due to the weak military the Kingdom has, but it's unlikely he'd survive against the Grand Alliance.

So while he's barely scraping together an army of dead peasants and dressed in smelly rags, you're easily controlling a necropolis of dead soldiers and get to even share the company of a beautiful woman.

Nope he's got no reason to hate you at all…


The former Tulan Kingdom has been turned into a hellish realm firmly under the grip of Demon Lord Velzix and his merry band of little demons.

From reports you've heard, the Kingdom was much like Nuro when it was attacked, completely unprepared. Velzix knew exactly what locations to attack first and took great glee in ripping the royal family to pieces personally.

Most of the Tulan population that wasn't killed (or able to escape) submitted to Velzix almost immediately. A few of the Dark Order that had fled Nuro during the attack have also found a home there, however Velzix has made it quite clear of who is the master and who is the servant and has done twisted things to them to make them never forget. (Hence why most of the demonologists that were still in Nuro, ultimately decided to follow you instead!)

His army contains mortals (who were usually evil to begin with) and demons. So far he's left you alone, but obviously that doesn't mean you're friends.

The Grand Alliance considers him to be at least as great a threat or possibly greater threat than you. The only thing that truly holds him back is the chaotic nature of his infernal buddies who seem to like fighting each other as well as their enemies. As it stands now, he's only just holding on to his realm and fending off Grand Alliance attacks. He's been unable to mount a real assault against any surrounding areas, though raids are typical.

If he ever got organized he'd definitely be public enemy number one and that's something nobody wants.
The dark path isn't an easy one and you've made (or rather inherited) lots of enemies besides the obvious ones due to what is now known as the "Nuro Incident".

While you have many enemies, you realize you don't have too many allies. Just you, your city and a sexy female necromancer.

Things could be worse!

The Vampire Clans and The Grand Alliance

Most of your knowledge of them comes from Catalina who being in the Dark Order longer had more information about them.

The Vampire Clans from what you know live in a fortress run by Lord Rostov. This fortress' location is unknown and hidden by powerful magic. It is there where those few remaining vampires that have kept their faculties stay. (As opposed to the near mindless ones that lurk in holes in the wilderness)

While groups of vampires may have been involved in their own political intrigues and agendas in the past, the term Vampire Clans now is somewhat of a misnomer since Lord Rostov has a firm command over the remaining vampires. It's basically a dictatorship more than a "council" where they all sit around discussing things. The term Clans is probably kept to just hold on to the illusion of former glory of freedom rather than the reality that they're all hiding in a secret fortress ruled by a tyrant.

Despite their reduced power, they still can affect mortal affairs. Currently they are no doubt affecting these affairs to hinder you. The death of their delegate pissed them off pretty severely, not to mention they don't agree with the "high profile" necromancy in the first place. You received a letter by bat from them recently saying that your actions will not go unopposed by the Clans and that your days on this world are numbered.


The self-professed "good guys" are made up of several civilized governments. The Zalan Empire (Your former home and where your family lives) is one of the main members of the Grand Alliance. Several races belong, each one bringing their unique skills to the mix. It's quite possible to see the clockwork automatons of the Dwarven Union fighting side by side with the silent monks of Elin.

This arrangement only arises during times of great crisis such as the one you caused. Given that most living creatures have basic need to not want to die or become a walking rotting corpse (Or a slave to demons) the chances of you convincing them to leave you alone is extremely unlikely.
You nearly laugh at the idea that you have any "allies". A more appropriate designation would be "The folks who are currently on your side because it's advantageous at the moment". Velzix doesn't trust any of them either despite the fact that they all knew and worked with each other in the infernal plane. (Actually he doesn't trust any them BECAUSE of the fact that they all knew and worked with each other!) Given that fact, you probably shouldn't either.

Oddly, you don't worry about your enemies as much as you do your allies, mainly because at least you know where you stand with them!

The Grand Alliance and The Vampire Clans

The self-professed "good guys" are made up of several civilized governments. The Zalan Empire (Your former home and where your family lives) is one of the main members of the Grand Alliance. Several races belong, each one bringing their unique skills to the mix. It's quite possible to see the clockwork automatons of the Dwarven Union fighting side by side with the silent monks of Elin.

This arrangement only arises during times of great crisis such as the one you caused. Given that most living creatures have basic need to not want to die or become a walking rotting corpse (Or a slave to demons) the chances of you convincing them to leave you alone is extremely unlikely especially since Velzix has no intention on doing it anyway.


Most of your knowledge of them comes from the Ex-Dark Order demonologists who knew of Mr. Demar's dealings with them. Apparently their relationship wasn't a good one though when talks of a possible alliance failed and one of their delegates was killed by Trelik.

The Vampire Clans from what you know live in a fortress run by Lord Rostov. This fortress' location is unknown and hidden by powerful magic. It is there where those few remaining vampires that have kept their faculties stay. (As opposed to the near mindless ones that lurk in holes in the wilderness)

While groups of vampires may have been involved in their own political intrigues and agendas in the past, the term Vampire Clans now is somewhat of a misnomer since Lord Rostov has a firm command over the remaining vampires. It's basically a dictatorship more than a "council" where they all sit around discussing things. The term Clans is probably kept to just hold on to the illusion of former glory of freedom rather than the reality that they're all hiding in a secret fortress ruled by a tyrant.

Despite their reduced power, they still can affect mortal affairs. Currently they are no doubt affecting these affairs to hinder you and Velzix. The death of their delegate pissed them off pretty severely, not to mention they don't agree with "high profile" necromancy. And they really don't want demons running around all over the place. All of these things disrupt the status quo and their way of life. This is unacceptable to them.

Velzix received a letter by bat from them recently saying that his actions will not go unopposed by the Clans and that his days on this world are numbered. He of course laughed at this threat and ate the bat.
History is it? Well you were never really good at that either, however you did manage to maintain some knowledge of the subject, which is probably more than what can be said for your magic abilities!

You necromancy

Many kingdoms, empires, city states, oligarchies, and the like exist on the continent, but even though they all compete with each other there is one pact that none of them break.

No dabbling in the dark arts ever. This means no summoning creatures unnatural to the world, but more importantly no Necromancy. Typically such a wide spread pact would normally be dismissed and broken by one government at some point in time, but so great was the threat long ago that for the good of all living creatures this one treaty has ALWAYS been upheld.

Long ago, there was a war called the Dead War. How it began exactly is unclear, but it was a time of great violence, chaos and horror. The very existence of life was nearly extinguished and it was only due to several heroes that the Great Lich Lord (His real name is lost to history) was finally defeated, putting an end to this threat.

Ever since those dark years, the art of Necromancy has been outlawed and any tome containing the teachings of it, destroyed. In the events of the undead being spotted, nearly no effort is spared to destroy such creatures. Most of the time such events are caused by simple magic leaks, or magical experiments that accidentally raise such undead creatures, but investigations are typically done, just to make sure there isn't a budding Necromancer at work.

"Higher" forms of undead such as Vampires still exist, but as can be expected they have been forced to hide, most have been reduced to being little better than ghouls that live in a dark hole in the wilderness and constantly having to stay one step ahead of nosey adventurers. Liches supposedly no longer exist, as any discovered Necromancers are killed long before they can reach such power.

Still rumors always abound about some Lich in some obscure part of the world that is slowly building up another undead force in yet another attempt to destroy all life.

The Dead War may long be over, but the fear of a second one will forever loom over the world.
History is it? Well you were never really good at that either, however you did manage to maintain some knowledge of the subject, which is probably more than what can be said for your magic abilities!

You demons

The other off limits dark arts would be summoning demons. During the middle of the Dead War, one cabal of wizards decided to risk all by making a pact with the infernal forces in exchange for their help to fight the undead. This plan was doomed from the beginning as demons have loyalty to no one save themselves. Eventually the demons managed to break their contract and most began to run amok killing everything. Oddly it was the Great Lich Lord himself that finally closed the demon portals as they interfered with his own plans of dominating the world.

There are few demons left in the world, most of them having been killed by both sides, but the ones that do exist only do so because of their own trickery and guile. Indeed, many have managed to worm their way into civilization and making themselves "useful" and pointing out that "they" were not the demons that betrayed the pact (For some reason every demon that still roams the world NEVER seems to be the one that betrayed anyone) While some may have integrated into society, nearly all still maintain their asshole disposition. Demons are still not welcomed in all parts of the world and most of the time still killed on sight, though naturally the more morally "relaxed" governments accept them and the powers they can provide.

It should be noted that Demons don't particularly like one another either, so the idea that they would attempt to open a portal to their own infernal realm is slim. The last thing they want to do is give more competition for themselves…or so they say.

They are demons after all.
History is it? Well you were never really good at that either, however you did manage to maintain some knowledge of the subject, which is probably more than what can be said for your magic abilities!

You

You live in a small apartment alone which is much more expensive and pisses off your Dad for having to spend the money, but your Mom managed to convince him that you need your privacy to study (She also managed to convince him that you shouldn't get a job as it would take away from your studies) However, you probably do more slacking than studying and lately you've been doing a lot more of it.

Normally you spend a lot of time in your apartment not doing too much of anything except writing about your thoughts in your journal. Sometimes you go out and try to socialize, but you find you don't have too much in common with anyone. Even in this giant melting pot of races, and cultures, you find most of them to all just be the same. Occasionally hormones kick in and you attempt to get laid, with varying success, but ever since your high school sweetheart died, you don't even feel like doing that too much anymore. She was supposed to come with you to Nuro Magic College. You and she had such plans, but of course those died with her. You often think that if she'd lived you'd be more motivated to try harder.

Life in general is beginning to feel like you're just going through the motions and "faking it". You feel like you're becoming more detached from the world, which probably explains why you've been dwelling on death a lot. Not really your own, but just in general. All this kind of thinking has got you wondering about Necromancy a lot lately.

It's getting down to crunch time and you don't know how you're going to face your parents about this semester. College hasn't been working out too well for you and given your recent unhealthy interest in Necromancy, chances are the rest of your life might not either.

Then again maybe it just might…
You happily decide to sleep in, it's Saturday after all. You do the same as all teenagers in high school do, sleep as much as possible.

Or rather, you would have spent it sleeping, had you not been rudely awoken at about two by someone knocking on your front door. You groan as you exit your bed and move downstairs to answer the door.

"What?"

You ask angrily as you open it, only to find Allison happily standing in front of you. She smiles as you open the door.

"Why hello there, Jacob, or should I say good morning?"

She says cheekily. You open your mouth to retort, but she interrupts you.

"Anyway, I've been out here for a while, so can I come it?"

She continues, you go to reply, but she again interrupts you.

"What do you mean no? Would you really leave a cute girl outside in the cold?"

You stand silently and glare at her as she attempts to make a cute pose.

"...Done?"

"Yep!"

You say "Fine, come in"

"Fine, come in", you reply, opening the door further and allowing her to enter. Given her personality, you're rather doubtful she would have accepted no as an actual answer. You lead her into your living room and sit across from her once there.

"So, what'd you want?"

You ask skeptically. Allison's eyes seem to wander around your living room during this time, but are brought back to you once you ask.

"I'd like to invite you somewhere...can you come?"

She asks. You sit and wait for her to elaborate, but when she remains silent you decide you'll have to ask yourself.

"Invite me to where?"

"It's a secret!"

"That doesn't answer my question."

"It wasn't suppose to!"

"You're not going to answer me properly are you?"

You ask. She grins and nods her head.

"Can you at least tell me when?"

"Now."

"Why now?"

"Why not now?"

You figure that's all you'll get out of her, so you decide to just make up your mind about the matter.
Suddenly, as you reach the front entrance of the school, you remember you have detention. You sigh, not thrilled at the prospect of having to spend the next hour sitting in a class to make up for something you didn't even do intentionally. Ian approaches you from behind and then reaches your side, looking at your face as he does.

"We going?"

"Sorry, I was late for my first class. I got detention..."

He frowns, though he doesn't seem that shocked.

"Alright man, I told you to hurry there though."

"Yeah I know...Where is detention by the way?"

"Er, Room 225..."

Ian replies, confused that you don't seem to know something that obvious. He looks like he's about to address the issue, but you quickly thank him and head towards room 225, leaving him behind.

Sure enough, it's the correct room for detention. An older woman you don't recognize at all sits at the front of the room. She looks up from her book in time to give you a quick glance, then returns to reading. You put your bag at the side of the room and take a seat away from most of the other delinquents already in the room, not wanting to associate yourself with them. You're only here because you've gone back in time after all, you're not like them.

As the minutes pass, you find yourself looking around the room for anything of interest, and quickly spot something, or rather someone. The gothic girl from your first class is also in the room, staring out the window and paying no attention at all to the others in the class. She's only two chairs over from you, and with no one between you and everyone else in the class already occupied, you figure you can use this time to talk to her. If you actually want to that is. It is detention after all, so if you're caught you'd likely be punished.

You do nothing

You decide against trying to talk to the gothic girl. You could get in even more trouble after all, and you probably don't even know her. Detention passes by slowly, but eventually you're dismissed. Ian is already long gone by the time you return to the front lobby, so you go back home alone.

Along the way you try to retrace your steps from this morning, and although you go down a wrong alley or two, you eventually make it home. Of course, your mother is noticeably upset you are hours late from school.

"So Jacob. Mind explaining why you have come home at such at late hour?"

Your mother asks impatiently as you enter the house, two hours after you should have been home.

"I...err...sort of had detention."

You reply.

"What for?"

"I was late for my first class...."

Your mother seems annoyed, but doesn't push the matter too much further.

"Honestly Jacob, you won't ever succeed in life if you don't take things seriously. Even if you dislike school, being tardy is no excuse."

She says in a rather condescending manner. You nod your head in agreement and rush up the stairs seeing as she is finished scolding you. The rest of the day passes by with nothing of interest really happening. At the end of the day, you go to sleep and wonder if you'll wake up back in the future.