King Of Lust

Episode 1

Don't do this Dorrek. Don't do that Dorrek. For the pass 18 years, I had to listen to my parents constantly nagging me about what I could and couldn't do. I mean as their kid, I guess it's normal for a parent to do that to their kid, but no, I was the only naughty one in our family. Gramps used to call me the naughty twin and my whole life I was just under my brother's shadow and compared to him because everyone loved him.

At some point it started to feel like my parents hated me, which I believed was the exact reason I was laying in some bed under a roof of some boarding. My freedom got stripped from me over night, all because I wanted to use some magic. I mean surely I deserved that privileged too. But just one more mistake was enough for all of them to push me aside and make me someone else's problem.

Now I, the problem child, was attending at Whitemourne Academy. A place where troubled warlocks like me get the proper treatment we deserve and apparently also the place where I'll be teaching manners. If I really was so naughty, then they wouldn't have this much control over my life.

Oh well, it's time I get out of this bed.

Bruce: Excuse me?

I felt this constant nudging on my shoulder and pulled my sheets off my face. Standing next to my bed was my roomie. Some dude I had to share a room with

Dorrek: Can I help you?

Bruce: S-Sorry I thought you were asleep...I just wanted to wake you, because classes begin today...

I rolled my eyes. I didn't need guidance in how to use magic, I've studied that for as long as I could remember and enough to know every damn spell in my family's Grimoire. The same book my privileged twin brother gets to use.

Dorrek: I'm not going to any classes, thank you.

Bruce: You sure, you might get into trouble.

Dorrek: It wouldn't be the first time!

I covered my face again with the sheets. I hate my life.

Bruce: Look, I also wanted to ask if you'd want to hang out after that. I mean are you seriously just going to sit in this room and do nothing.

I gave the nerd another look. He did have a point there. I didn't want to sit here and rot, that's exactly what my parents would want me to do. But attending those stupid classes is also something they'd want me to do. I could always do something, I want to do.

I raised my eyebrow and grinned after finally cooking up my first plan, a plan I'd probably regret later, but I was doing it.

Whitemourne Academy was a place for gifted supernaturals to control their power. Funny enough this place was in Whitemourne town itself, a supernatural university right among humans and too bad none of them notice anything off about the place. At the beginning of every semester there's a gathering at the main hall, which obviously, I didn't attend to.

I snuck out the main building and headed through the gardens, there where I reached one of the frathouses. Fratboys were always late to these stuff, because they wanna be cool and all, so it was the perfect opportunity to pull off this prank.

I headed to the back of house where all the bathroom windows were. There were a few in the showers, so I headed to the water pipes. I used a transmogrification spell, the only spell I knew, to change the water flowing through the pipes into shit

Fratboy 1: What the fuck!?

Fratboy 2: Is that shit!?

I placed a hand over my mouth to hide my delivish snickers. Their reaction was certainly something to laugh my ass off about. I knew one would eventually come to the back to check one of the pipes for themselves, so I found a spot for me to hide behind a tree.