PROLOUGE

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What a stupid first year , thinking it's a good idea to enter a portal in his mirror at night.



























As he entered , he felt the floor disappear , he looked down to see a endless void sucking him in.






















He shouldn't have looked down.

































His confusion was replaced with worry.




















His surprised look replaced with concern.






















All he could do was worry as he fell through the endless void , he didn't know.


























Tears filled his eyes.



































Screams for help weren't heard.









Nobody was with him.





















Nobody could save him...






















Only fate will tell if he will live.

















Or if he meets his demise.




















Only fate can save him.

























His tear filled eyes shut themselves , ready to accept there fate.




















The gingers mind went blank.










Nothing.













It was all black.



















He could feel the air running through his hair , he could taste some of his salty tears , he wondered , what would the others think.














Would they search and worry for there first year.












Or just let him die . All alone.


















Why does the second one feel more accurate....



















"I don't know...."
Is all he could mutter.














All the memories?,








"HEARTSLABYUL!"











"Teacher , Deuce made a student cry!!"


















"Ace stop twerking on the table..."












"Woah so this is your dorm? It sucks."










"I'm shiny first year,
















Ace trappola!"












All of that went poof....































"I'm... who again....?"
The color from him drained...
































And all he could feel was a hard wood floor.






























"Are you okay...?"
















End of PROLOUGE

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