The academy doors stood open, allowing the first years in their masses.
Situated at the very top of the highest building on campus, Cassandra looked down on her students with a profound gaze.
Their numbers were large... far greater than it had been decades ago.
Before the creatures of the Rift arrived almost two decades ago, the world had no real enemy.
Sure, there existed terrorists and a few rogue demons, but nothing pursued wielders of the two energies enough draw them to this academy or anything of the other pillars.
Most were satisfied with their daily lives.
And unless one belonged to a noble lineage or had a desire for true power, this place was worthless.
Back then, it would have even been a miracle to find more than a thousand first years to enroll. But now, they almost surpassed 10,000.
All courtesy of the Abyss.
In a world raided by Rifts that poured out cursed abominations onto the planet, a degree in law or accounting wasn't going to save anyone.
