Aetherion Academia #1: Shadows of Rebirth
I stared at the words, feeling them settle in my chest like stones dropped into deep water, like anchors cast into a sea that had no bottom.
The killer wanted a sequence.
Not chaos. Not random violence. A specific pattern, a ritual progression, a story told in three acts with the Blood Moon as climax and the Academy as stage.
Perrin at the well. The first death. The frame established, the villainess named, the corruption seeded in the spiritual waters that fed the eastern wing.
The Marchetti boy in the bell tower. The second death. The imitation improved, the narrative accelerated, the fear deepened until it became faith.
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