My magic is evolving, unpredictable and wild. What once exhausted me now flows through my veins like an addiction.
Ancient texts whisper of vampires like me. They dont mention the hunger that comes with the power, or that being hunted is my new normal.
SilverGate Academy isnt what we thought. The professors track my progress too meticulously. Record every surge of my abilities too carefully.
Beneath the academy lies a sanctuary of ancient magic and even older secrets. My family didnt hide me for twenty-one years out of love.
They hid me out of fear.
As my powers intensify, so does the attention of those whove been waiting centuries for someone exactly like me.
