Dark Parasyte - Chapter 9: The Verge of Awakening

... rch, a silhouette more war citadel than school.

Its black iron towers pierced the sky, and its halls echoed with the clash of drills and the hum of structured magic. Here, magic was not celebrated. It was regimented. Refined. Weaponized.

Students, whether they wielded humble flames or manipulations of gravity were trained as soldiers first, assets second.

Discipline was survival. Weakness was treason.

Above all others, there stood the forbidden divisions: Space, T ...