[Open] The Mark of the Herald

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Mark of the Herald Part I
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Despite certain disruptive events and ominous visions in the preceding month, August is seemingly still free of any problems.

That’s quick to change, however. Starting from the third of the month, strange, circular marks begin to appear on human students around the school - and, indeed, humans around the world. Those affected begin to feel incurably drowsy, something that no magical or mundane solution can seem to cure or relieve; eventually, they’ll fall asleep entirely, whether they want to or not, and enter a state of magical stasis. Not even nonhumans are immune, though whether they’re marked seems to be much more erratic.

Those who remain awake or are otherwise spared by the mark are free to do as they wish - the Academy won’t ask them to do more than keep themselves safe. But where each marked person falls in slumber, a portal will form; a strange tear in reality, offering glimpses of a surreal, nightmarish plane that differs vastly from individual to individual. One thing is certain; the cause of a victim’s seemingly endless sleep and these portals are linked somehow, and the only way to find out exactly how is to go through...and the only ones capable of doing so are those who are still awake.

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[emergensirations]

[The boy bears the ghost of a smirk. The little demon has definitely gone far. Unfortunately, it's hard to tell in these caverns of mirrors. Much of it looks the same.]

Did it follow you?

[trademark_skull]

It's not here, so I don't think so.

[More importantly--]

Is Sira nearby?

[emergensirations]

Good. I can actually help you, in that case.

[The boy, despite wearing grungy old clothing and being no older than the demon, speaks with an authoritative voice.]

You passed them. But there's another way. You need to take this corner up ahead then follow it up. My friend can help you to a point. After that, you'll need to speak to your shadow. Give it one true fear and it will take you the rest of the way. Don't stray. Is that clear?

[trademark_skull]

Great.

[That should be...easy to remember. Hopefully.]

[--Wait.]

I have to show it a fear?

[emergensirations]

That is what I said. If you cannot trust your own reflection, how can you expect it to lead you anywhere? You don't need to illustrate it. Only speak it.

Can you do that?

[trademark_skull]

[...Fun.] I guess it can't be that bad.

[Does he really have that much of a choice?]

Where do I have to go?

[emergensirations]

[The boy looks over to the girl and she nods. Her eyes close and she whistles. The sound is soft and echoing, as though coming from far away. Mirrors flash with light and continue down the path around the corner and up.]

It won't last forever. Go on and follow that.

[Once Emizel does, he'll be met with a reflection. It might be a version of he longs to be or one he doesn't want to see. It might just be himself. But it's waiting, looking expectant. Speak your fears, daemon.]