Eterberry Community Collage of the Arcane

You Jamison Nieedrie are lying in your bed in your families manor loathing. You managed to do terribly on each and every one of your exams and now no respectable arcane universities will even accept you. Looking up at the pamphlet in your cold and clammy hands you see the name "Eterberry Community Collage of the Arcane" this is the only school that will accept you based on your scores.

You come from a long line of Nierhaven University of Wizardry graduates, even those in your family who didn't at least went to a top tier Mages Collage. But this school is a loser collage full of academy drop outs and worse non-wizards along with who knows what else. You've heard that they even started allowing Paladins to enroll, this school is the laughing stock of the wizard world. Your family all looks down on you and some have even started editing you out of family pictures.

"First day of classes start tomorrow ... I should get some sleep" you tell yourself drying the shame-filled tears from the corners of your eyes. You look around at your old childhood room reminiscing, you will be moving into the dormitories tomorrow. You'd prefer not to of coarse but home hasn't felt like home since you applied to that damnable school your parents nightly screaming matches don't help either.

Eventually you find a comfortable enough position and fade into your slumber. You are awoken to the sound of running water, as you perch open your eyes you don't recognize your surroundings. Looking around you see what appear to be many grey waterfalls flowing upwards along with a long similarly gray scaled path leading to a pure black desk. You approach cautiously and see a small red head poke up from the desk. It is an imp, a devil, you had believed that the vile creatures had been completely wiped out decades ago in the Great Blood wars. You ready a spell in fear, but the imp looks up at you making eye contact he bursts into laughter."What exactly do you think you're going to do with that fire spell against a demon born from literal fire? Hells no wonder all those schools wouldn't let you in" he shrieks. Looking down you see a ball of fire no bigger than a candle light in your shock you seemed to have chosen the wrong spell, looking back at him with fear in your eyes you see the demon rest his arms on the desk, it seems he has more interest in speaking than fighting. You decide to hear him out.

"I have an Idea that just so happens to be of great benefit to both of us"sates the deep red imp. "What might that be" you ask still trying to remember the incantations for the ice spell. "Same thing as you, *power*". That word rings through your ears power, power, power, the thing you lacked, the absence of which that got you trapped in that loser school. Before even realizing what you were saying you blurted out the word "how".

The horned beast leaned back in his seat satisfied with the question, "As you may already know demons acquire their powers from the negative emotions of humans". Trying to recall your old history lessons you remembered this Though you cant quite remember what the imps negative emotion was. "The answer your looking for is shame" the demon states calmly, you instinctively grab your head you were certain that you didn't say that out loud could he be reading your mind. "The Imp is empowered by feelings of shame hence why I was drawn to you, you hold almost a small city's worth of shame alone" the imp states. "What do you want with me" you interrupt. "Well, put simply I want a small contract if you help provide me with additional shame i'll give half of the power I gain back to you, who knows you may even to be able to get into that illustrious University after a little while". The thoughts of Nierhaven flooded your mind if what this imp says is true this could be your best shot. "How do I know I can trust you" you ask trying to regain your rational mind. "Look kid it's not like there are gonna be any other devils showing up to give you any other offers besides, if a devil breaks a contract according to demonic law their life is forfeit". "How can I get you more shame" you ask the imp. "Well you're going to collage right bound to be plenty of beauties there to humiliate in whatever fashion you like"he replies. You run the offer over in your head you can gain enough power to gain everything you ever wanted, along with the chance to whiteness your female classmates and teachers at their most . You will of coarse need to be sure not to get caught, the only thing worse than going to Eterberry would be getting kicked out.

The imp extends his hand "So kid *Is it a deal*. You see a deep black magical aura emerge from the imps hand as his eyes go pure white.