Following the end of the evaluation, Dean Lucian announced that the third-round test would take place the next day. With that, the students filed out of the examination building one after another.
Outside, the sky remained as peculiar as ever.
Unlike the human world, the heavens of the Demon Realm never stayed still. Colors bled and folded into one another; deep crimsons swirling into indigo, indigo dissolving into silver ash.
Far above, cracks of faint, luminescent gold flickered between the clouds, as though some unseen titan had drawn claw marks across the sky.
These were not storms, but natural reishi currents.
Every few minutes, the "sun" — a colossal dark sphere wrapped in molten rings — tilted just enough to cast long, jagged shadows over the academy grounds. It looked less like a star and more like an eclipsed moon caught in a perpetual moment between night and dawn.
To newcomers like, the sight was disorienting.
To demons, it was simply home.
