A Boy Named Zayn.

Dimidius Academy.

A place only those who were to attend had ever heard of, nonetheless seen, from where it continued to remain hidden from the outside world, just as it had for the last 200 years or so. It's grounds stood protected by the woods that surrounded it, keeping any unwanted visitors away from ever stumbling upon the structure. It was a back up plan, you could say, seeing as anyone who didn't have a trace of their blood running through them were unable to see it.

Anyone who didn't have the blood of the gods in their veins.

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