It’s impossible to get around without being late to stop the bloodshed.

That was one of the problems of the five champions of Morvian College, standing high for more than 300 years. Despite housing powerful students, it is infested with evil spirits. 

Phantrits.

In the present year of 708, the rising peak of the next Blood Moon, five students are tasked to bring balance between spirits and Leiaz. Erasing the victim’s traces of existence was easier, since it kept all of them alive, a luxury for the previous champions.

A calculating winner whose great powers hold secrets of an origin otherworldly. A lover who wishes for freedom before the inevitable chains of an arrangement pull her back. A second-best son toiling in the shadow of his brother. A leader of the unlawful with a burning hatred towards his colleague. A knight, proud to succeed a legacy, who wants nothing more than to see his sister again.

Thus begins the 5 of Diamonds.

5 of Diamonds: The Wishing Well

Fingers prodded my mouth open, pressing down on my tongue with so much force I had thought my jaw would break. The compass shook violently, hidden away in my pocket. 


It released me just a few aisles away from the scene, and I scrambled to get away from it, waving its arms off me with heaved breaths. When I caught my breath, I looked for my attacker, only to find receding echoes of a chuckle. 


“You’re so much prettier up close.” 


My eyes darted around for any trace of that thing. I could sense its eyes on me, hidden somewhere. The panic hadn’t calmed when I realized that the compass didn’t, either. 


And then footsteps. I forced myself to run as fast and as quietly as possible to the other end of the aisle, glancing up at the aisle number as I measured his distance from the volume of his steps. 


Pinkie Swear