On the jagged spires of Mont-Saint-Michel, hidden within a temporal fold and lashed by the salt-spray of the Abyssal Coast, stands Blackthorn Academy. It is the final refining fire for the magical world’s international elite—a place where your surname is merely the entry fee, and your survival is never guaranteed. At Blackthorn, lineage is secondary to The Token System. Students arrive as "Hollows," stripped of their status and forced to claw their way up from the sea-drenched slums to the high-altitude luxury of the Sovereignty Spires. Here, rank is the only currency, and the four Deans—each a master of a lethal faculty—watch from the heights as the heirs of the Malfoy, Potter, and Riddle bloodlines turn social maneuvering into a blood sport. But the mountain holds a darker secret. Behind the Statute of Silence and the bound magic of the Hall of Whispers lies the "Void." If you aren't claimed by a faculty by dawn, you aren't just expelled—you are woven into the very foundations of the rock. Rise to sovereignty, or become the silence.
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