Vladimir was in that position, for some time, thinking and asking himself what was the reason he was about to embark on this journey. After some time of thinking Vladimir seemed to gain understanding and enlightenment. Through the knowledge that was forced into his head, Vladimir came to analyze the lives of great mages in history, they all had something in common. They became strong because of something they loved, something they lost, or something they never had but always dreamed of. "what is it that I love?... Hmm". Vladimir asked himself out loud, in an attempt to gain answers faster. Vladimir looked through his life and found out that he had not found anything worthwhile, nothing had caught his fancy, because he lacked some things while growing up didn't mean he would not get it eventually. That was not enough reason for him to want to grow strong. He had never been attached to anybody, not the old woman, his 'granny' that took care of him, or her husband. Not to talk of his

"gasp...". Someone somewhere in the class gasped on behalf of the first year's in the class.The system in the Central Magic Academy allowed students of different years to attend the same classes under the same masters, to avoid cases of bullying and boost competition between classmates.But there were some activities that not all students could attend, normally the third year we were stronger than all the other students, collectively.The Night brothers as well as Astra were second year's, so they had attended the mid-yearly assessment once, The Wykes brothers were the only third year's in the class.Vladimir and Harley were the first years in class, Harley was different, she had Astra as her only friend, but Vladimir had none.The mid-yearly assessment was a brutal and gruesome activity, there were no rules, and the main objective was to kill demon beasts.But the students could take the merit points of other students by killing them. This entire activity was wrong, but this was the

He wanted to feel Chelsea under him, having her body wiggle under him was something he had dreamed of but to cautious not to try it with Chelsea for fear of breaking her.Some time passed by and darcie was saturated with ecstasy. her love juices flowed like a faulty tap. She wanted the real thing.Darcie's senses began to dull, she was losing blood, but she was enjoying it. The same could be said for Vladimir, the moment he transformed, it became torture just to keep himself sane.At this moment his mind was on the brink of losing touch with reality. Darcie had lost so much blood that her body went limp under Vladimir.[ I have to... stop this].This was a tough decision and it would take a lot of self-control for Vladimir to pull away from Darcie's body.Vladimir was like a thirsty dog the more he drank the more he wanted to keep drinking, but this would ultimately lead to Darcie's death, no matter how strong a mage was, losing all the blood in her body was the same as death... Even