BRAYMORE ACADEMY 2

Gone.
Dead.
Deceased.
Those were the words they used to describe the three guys I'd given my heart and soul to. Reduced to empty words on a paper prgram recycled to ash the moment the serive was finished.
The rest of Braymore's student body went back to their normal lives. My my life has never been normal. Necromancy comes at a cost and when I'm the one being hunted, it would be reckless to ignore those costs.

Especially since they were too high for anyone in my position to afford.
But they were all I had, and I might not have felt so responsible for retoring thier lives if I wasnt conviced I was the reason their's ended.
No intentionally of course. I loved them each one of them. But like all balancing acts in life, the unbearable pleasure of being with them, was inevitabyl followed by unbeelivable pain of losing them.

Time was literally running out and so were my options here At Braymore Academy. The darkness was closing in
nbut before I could let that happen there was one thing left. Only thing I had left to give was my life. Would it be enought?