Aarav ran away. 

Who could really blame him, though? The list of things Aarav that didn't excel at was long and humiliating, borderline pathetic even. A list that included fighting too. So when he encounters a group of monk-looking assailants in black with books floating next to them, ganging up on a little harmless kid…he wasn't exactly sure how to deal with that situation. More so, when that strange encounter snowballs into him being attacked by a giant tentacled monster; he did the only thing he excelled at—he ran away.

Being able to see the dead since his birth was strange enough for him but being chased by a monster was taking things a bit too far. But now thrust into the strange world of dead souls, demons and grim reapers; Aarav has to make a choice. Does he continue to live in the ignorance of the blurred lines of two worlds, or will he muster up the courage to do what is right? To save the people close to him, no matter the lengths he has to go to achieve that goal.

Even if it required his own death.

Grimoire: Atonement of Souls

I never realized how awful exercising is. And harmful too, in terms of your social life. 


Mind you, it’s not like I was the hit in parties every week before I met the three celestial black monks. I honestly don’t even know if we have parties like that. Maybe watching too many American shows is distorting my views on college life. Eh, guess I’d never know. 


Point being, I did have a social life. I did have fun every now and then. Going to game parlors, or parks, or movies, or maybe even going to fancy cafes to eat overpriced food with my friends. Nothing fancy, you know (except the cafes). Just simple pleasures of life (again, except the cafes). 


And look at what my life has been reduced to now. 


Every day of the week, I have to now leave the college in a hurry, rush towards the mall and sneak my way into the ladies washroom. 


Need For Power