SerafinaF

Forever the shame of the magik academy. In a world where the supernatural flow of magik is as common as the air to breathe, she is talentless and hopelessly lacking in ability---that is until a Demon’s ancient text falls into her hands.

With the aid of a strange group of friends, they venture out attempting to decipher its contents.

Before they realize it, the world as they know it has begun to suffer from demonic assaults with death as the only release from the chaos. 

It’s a race against the clock and the sands of time are running out.

Can they decipher the forbidden secrets in time or will they be doomed to join the immortal army of perdition in the afterlife?

The Disabled Mage at the Topaz Academy of Magikal Arts

I sighed.  It was a fair question, and one that I had no easy answer for, but this was the perfect opportunity to clear whatever misunderstandings between our species.

I needed to answer his question as truthful as I could.

"As individuals, we humans are, for the most part, gentle in nature.  We try to work through our problems with as much finesse as we can."

I shook my head.  "As a group however, we can seem to be aggressive and warlike due to the way our collective consciousness works.  Sometimes, we lack collective empathy of another's viewpoint, and will often reach for solutions where the end results justify the means—and the means often come at a very high cost."

Malafar looked at me with a look that was clear he was not comprehending my explanation.

"I can only draw from past experiences, and what I have seen thus far points to a warring race with few redeeming qualities."

Invoking a Demon