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You need to get dressed and prepare for your first evaluation with your councilor. You still can't believe they waste your time with this nonsense but you aren't going to disobey.

You head to the kitchen and flick your wrist. Your coffee maker begins to glow blue and starts brewing a pot of coffee. You make your way to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Your hands become surrounded by a blue aura. As you run your fingers through your hair, you see it more and more groomed until it looks fresh out of a salon. You rub your face and makeup is magically applied. Lastly, you snap your fingers and your pajamas transform into leggings and a cozy pink hoodie.

You pour yourself a cup of coffee and put your headphones on. Your eyes turn blue as you use your mind to turn your music on. You close your eyes and vibe while drinking your coffee. The councilor will be arriving soon.

Suddenly the lights go out. You jump up and prepare for a fight. You look around but nothing appears to be there. All this talk of evil magi and dark eras is getting to you. You cast a light spell and the room lights up blue. You find the circuit breaker but nothing you try is getting the lights back on. You let out a frustrated sigh and check for damage. You start to get suspicious. You need to get out of here now.

You try to run to the door, but you are forced against a wall. You struggle to move as a shadowy being approaches you. It appears to be a skeleton wearing a robe made from the thickest black smoke. It swirls around him, leaving a smokey trail behind as he hovers ever closer to you. The room chills and your light spell begins to fade. You fear the worst, but finally the being speaks.

"What is your name?" It asks. It's voice is deep and piercing, but is wrapped in a thousand whispers. It's words envelope you but you are too stubborn to crack that easy.

"Luna," you reply.

"Luna...I am Azrael." The spirit performs a haunting bow. "I need your help."

"I would rather die a thousand times over than help you with anything!" You shout in defiance.

You feel your head fall forward then slam itself into the wall. It really hurts. But how did he do that?

You don't have time to wonder as you feel him attempt to penetrate your mind. You try and resist him but it's a pointless effort. You are an open book to him.

"No! Stop this! You monster!" You yell.

Azrael laughs, "So much spunk for such a small girl. No matter. You will call me Master by the end of the week. I am certain."

"No amount of torture will break me!" You state confidently.

"No torture is necessary. Rather, I will show you the power available to you should you decide to take it. Breathe in the smoke," Azrael commands.

You try to hold your breath but your body instead begins breathing in the smoke just as he requested. Suddenly your lungs are burning and you begin to lose consciousness.

You regain consciousness in your chair, with your music still blasting through your headphones. Then you hear a knock at the door.