End of the previous school year
Dante regarded Dominic with a mixture of understanding and empathy as he listened to his words. He could sense the confusion and skepticism in Dominic’s tone, recognizing the familiar struggle of coming to terms with a reality that defied everything he had known. Dante’s own journey into the magical world had been fraught with similar doubts and uncertainties, and he understood the weight of the revelations Dominic was grappling with.
“Believe me, I understand your skepticism. It’s a lot to take in, discovering a world you never knew existed,” Dante responded, his voice carrying a tone of sincerity. “Growing up without anyone magical around me, I felt the same way. It’s like suddenly realizing you’ve been living in the dark, and now the light’s been switched on.” He added with a small shrug, “Even if you liked it better in the dark, no way back”
“As for our abilities, well, that’s the million-gold question, isn’t it?” Dante mused, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. “Some say magic runs in bloodlines, passed down from generation to generation. But then there are folks like us, anomalies in the grand scheme of things.”
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Dante’s lips as Dominic mentioned his initial disbelief at receiving information about the Ninth House from someone like Dante. “But well, I can assure you, the Ninth House is far from conventional,” Dante replied, his tone carrying a hint of amusement. “Tho, that’s part of what makes it so… intriguing. It’s a melting pot of perspectives, abilities, and backgrounds, each contributing to the richness of the experience.” Dante chuckled a bit thinking about this, what would one expect in a school filled with magic, that certainly would be no ordinary place.
“As for its location, yes, it is the closest,” he nodded in confirmation, “the Ninth House is situated in a rather… discreet area,” Dante explained, choosing his words carefully. “It’s not something you stumble upon by accident. But rest assured, once you find your way there, you’ll know you’re in the right place.”
“The Umbra Coven is indeed a formidable choice,” Dante replied, his tone tinted with playful mystery. “Our brotherhood focus on shadow manipulation and mysticism is quite intriguing.” He hoped the way he had phrased this would be sufficient for Dominic to figure out Dante was in that same house which was so fitting for Dominic.
“Dante Blackwell,” he introduced himself, his voice carrying a sense of reassurance. “Even if you think you think you know what you’re getting yourself into, it’s a journey,” there was a sense of warning in how Dante spoke, “one that holds both challenges and opportunities,” Dante remarked, his voice filled with quiet confidence “But believe me, you’re not alone in this. We’re in this together now.” Much could be said about Dante, but he knew that if him and Dominic would cross paths again, he wouldn’t drop him. He would be there for him if he decided to go to Ninth House.