The shorter troll was wearing a long black pull over hoody with grey skinny jeans. His hair was disheveled and flowed perfectly around his small nubby horns. He was a small guy with the feminine features. His slender legs and arms mashed with his flawless skin. He was utmost adorable troll he had ever seen. When the other glanced up at [FN], his heart stopped in his chest. The other troll had circles under his eyes from lack of sleep and he had a permanent glare, but other than that, he was perfect. [FN] blushed as he eyed the troll, not even regretting the thoughts that flowed around in his head. "Why the hell are you staring at me like that?" "I- I umm. What's your name?" "Karkat." He simply stated before going back to his iPod. "My name is [FN].... I'm sorry about earlier..." "I really don't give a fuck. Just leave me alone." And just then, the tardy bell rung and the mind numbing rules and regulations continued after roll.

As you've grown up your life has never been easy. You've struggled with the loss of your father and the poor relationship with your mother. After many years of struggling you're offered a place at Death Weapon Meister Academy. There you are to be trained as a meister to help keep the world in balance and safe from kishins. While you're attending you come across many challenges and come face to face with a wizard. You also meet a rather charming rich kid who goes by the name Death The Kid. He is Lord Death's son. What will come of you two meeting? Love possibly? How will you face the world of witches and kishins?