Yokai Academy Novels & Stories

​I am Moon, a woman living at the bottom of this academy. This academy is located at the top of the mountain and the people who live below are the poor or "slap soil" as the rich call it. And yes, I am one of the poor called by the rich. Poor are forbidden in this school, It is full of rich and strong creatures here. But I am one of the lucky creatures who was given the opportunity to study at this school. ​ Yesterday was the anniversary of this school and yesterday also took place the picking of the name of the lucky creature who can enter this school for free. And I was one of the two names picked yesterday.

I took a sip from my jug, nauhaw ako ulit, “Vexyiana.” She looks okay. So I guess it’s not a problem to talk to her. “Nice to meet you...?” “Axie. Nice to meet you din Vexyiana! Grabe, pati name ang ganda. Saan ka ba pinaglihi?” Our conversation was cut off when someone spoke, loudly. “Good morning, everyone.You are all here for the chance to be a student here in Quire Academy. To be qualified as our student, You must pass our 2-level entrance exam. The level 1 is a written exam. While the level 2, malalaman ninyo ‘yan mamaya. For now, let’s proceed sa level 1. Q Students, please assist them for their respective rooms to participate sa level 1. Thank you.”

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

Towers of machinery rose like metals connected with tubes that pulsed with energy. I gasped. Across every wall… Stretching endlessly into the darkness were pods. Small pods. Thousands of them. Bodies floating inside each one, suspended in glowing blue liquid. Werewolves just unmoving, eerily peaceful, as if dreaming. My stomach dropped. My knees almost buckled. “This…” I choked. “What is this place?” Mira swallowed hard. “The academy is not just a school.” Luna looked away, struggling to keep her voice steady. “This is where they store them.” Kai shut his eyes.

“What will I do?” “I don’t know. What do you have in mind?” “Jerk! Go, buy me boba. I’ll crush your hero later.” Aiko started playing moba. She tuned up the volume to break the silence in the room. “Hmmm…Aiko, can you please get that shirt for me?” Aiko looked up at Kalli and scanned the room for the shirt he was referring to. “Oh, shit, my turret is under attack.” Aiko threw the shirt which landed on Kalli’s side.

Wind surged inward, pulling at her clothes, her hair, her very balance. “No,” Virelle whispered, stepping back, the pull intensified, invisible and unstoppable. “You were not supposed to be called yet,” the shadowed figure said, watching carefully now. Virelle’s heart raced. “Called where?” The figure met her gaze, and for the first time, there was something almost like concern in her expression. “Blood Oath Academy", the force yanked. Virelle screamed as the world collapsed into red light and vanished.

I asked. His eyes met mine again. “I am trying to keep a war from starting inside my academy before breakfast. Do not mistake that for permission.” “Good enough for me,” Rowan said, grabbing my hand. We ran. The academy grounds looked different in daylight, but not better. Last night, everything had been drenched in blood moon light and screaming. This morning, the brick buildings and stone paths looked too clean, too normal, like the world was trying to pretend it hadn’t cracked open and shown us the monster underneath. Students were already peeking from windows and doorways, their faces pale, their whispers following us like gnats. I caught pieces of words as we sprinted past the side of t

After receiving a proof that a necromancer was indeed hidden on the Akashia Village, the Maelies gave an order to twenty Light Oracles to kill the whole tribe. These Light Oracles are the personal Army of the Royal Bloodline, consisting of people who can manipulate two to three elements and combine them to make a new element of their own. One Light Oracle's strength is always leveled 10 times more than a normal element user so wiping the Akashians is of no difficulty for them.

It is where the strongest are chosen to move on, and the weak either die, quit, or get expelled. Werewolf Academy isn’t your regular human university. There, we are taught the necessary skills to survive the incoming war. We study like the human do, but learning their science and technology is in no way fundamental to us. We have the Moon Goddess. We have portals. We have her blessed magic. We have pack telepathy. What better way to communicate than that?

Anyone who attempted to access the portal without one would be dissolved and lost forever inside it. And then we arrived at the academy. The world's most prestigious training facility, containing cutting-edge magic, research, and aura engineering. Brightwing Magic Academy. I was bitter as I stared at the door of the classroom, remembering what had transpired earlier at the meeting place. The exam has been postponed, according to an official. And why is this so? Some strange beasts assaulted various parts of numerous cities, and a dragon was spotted. The official described a dragon with two big spikes on its mouth. I had a hunch I was connected to it, and it turns out I was the actual cause o