Appearing before a million people came Dean Morningstar. She was as strange as her school. Her red hair was styled in a way that resembled ram horns, and her grey eyes pierced your soul. She was old, and she looked it, with high cheekbones and hollowed out cheeks. A bit of blood spotted her right cheek. Everyone in the room was too nervous or scared to ask of its origin.

Her outfit was as strange as she; robes of gold and blue, and she stared upon the thousands with a cold, amused smirk. Stepping up to the pedestal, she adjusted the microphone, and her eerie voice boomed across the courtyard.

"Hello, experime... Students. Welcome to Acaddemia Von Song. Some of you may have never seen this place. For others, your parents have warned you of it. But one thing remains. You all wield Mania, power that opposes who you are. Mania comes in many forms, but it always is the opposite of who you are. A fisherman might have Pyro-Mania. A reserved person would have Social, or Psycho-Mania. But it all comes down to the fact that all of you have it...

"...And that you are not properly adapting or using it."

An uncomfortable shiver went through the room, with an underlying feeling of guilt.

"Let me move to something that you all know. You all live in Society. And in Society, you MUST have a purpose. I teach, my students learn. So on, and on. Society has deemed that you have no purpose and are being a burden. So, you are here.

"This, children, is where the fuck-ups go. This is your last resort, your second chance to redeem yourself. We will teach you to adapt to your powers, and, if we must, to change your entire persona. Society wants you, but it can't take you in this washed up, useless form that you all portray. Each month, we will have a challenge, to see if you can be of use to Society. If you can't... well..."

The old Headmistress let out a cruel chuckle.

"Then you are of no use to Society, and do not deserve to live any longer. So, go to your dorms, and rest up. The first challenge is tomorrow, to weed out the weak. There are twelves challenges total. If you find that you can survive, then you will get rewards and compensation along the way. If you can survive all twelve, which I highly doubt, then you will be released from this school, and back to your families, to live your life, and to be of use to Society."

Her cold grey eyes scanned the newly deemed student body, and she smirked.

"Dismissed. Go to your dorms."