"Holy shit." You gawk at the television before all of you, all the people in the cafe watched as a group of monsters huddled around a child and King 'Asgoar' stared at the police and news reporter with caution. You stared and stared as the world around you became chaos *** You are the founder of a secret organization, a boarding school that teaches and guide descendant of ancient mages from all around the world. You are currently on a vacation, your responsibility was currently given to your two most trusted aide and a few dolls. You hope that the when you come back, work will be easy. Bitch you thought! A powerful surge of magick swept the whole Town in suprise and awaken mages who lost their magick long time ago. It seems like fate is trying to fuck as memories of the war keep coming to you, if that isn't enough, a certain skeleton is now following you and more work.