I stood up long enough to grab it, then sat back down with the tablet snug on my lap.
Demon Reform Academy Term 1 Schedule
Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays:
Demon Basics with Respa. 8:00 am - 9:00 am. Reform Hall- Room 103.
Practical Applications of Demonic Feeding with Ashenfell. 10:00 am - 11:00 am. Serpentine Stadium.
Tuesdays & Thursdays:
Introduction to Ceremonial Magic with Ironwood. 12:00 pm - 1:00 pm. Reform Hall- Room 219.
Introduction to Demonic Curses with Dusk. 3:00 pm - 4:00 pm. Reform Hall- 214.
Mandated Counseling with Darkmore. Tuesday, Thursday at 6:00 pm - 7:00 pm. Reform Hall- 508.
“Thank you,” I murmured as an overwhelming feeling of anxiety clawed through my gut.
Every subject was beneficial for me, but the one I both dreaded and anticipated was Demonic Feeding. A flash of my mother’s body dropping after I ate her soul flickered in my mind, and I flinched.
“If you go to the home screen, you’ll see a few apps,” Darkmore instructed in the softest tone.
I couldn’t bring myself to look up at him. Instead, I swiped up for the home screen. There were a few different apps.
“Tap on the Bound Dormitory app.”
I clicked on it, and more information popped up.
Bound Dormitory RoomAssignment
Room #269
Pandora Gravesend and Annie Dreadful
Within the Bound Dormitory app, there was an option to request a new room or a new roommate and to report maintenance or misconduct. I hoped I wouldn’t have to use those options.
Maybe Annie Dreadful and I could be friends. I’d always wanted to meet a demon like me and become friends with them.
“The app icon with the black sphere is the Information Server. It’s where you’ll find all of the information in the world on any topic. There’s also a News Sector app with a blue triangle icon. It updates with Kalista and Demon Capital-specific news and will alert with anything breaking for this academy.” He paused, glancing at me. “Did Death give you the rundown on those apps?”
I nodded, biting back a smile.
My dad had explained in fascinating detail everything about the tablet and how much access it had to the world on it, and I loved it. The wealth of information on the server alone was insane. I was eating it up. I’d learned so much already, and I even found out that there were cat videos and funny cat photos on the server. I spent a good half of a day solely on cats. Nebula was scoffing theentire time, but I figured it was because he didn’t have fur anymore…or a body.
The added benefit of being able to write messages back and forth with someone, hear their voice in real-time, and to even see them through the screen was incredible. I was a big fan of tablets, that was for sure.
“That’s great.” Hunter smiled at me, but there was something dark lurking in his gaze. “I believe you’re only the second soul eater to ever attend this academy.”
“Really?” I tilted my head, my hair sliding over my shoulder. “Who was the other?”
“A soul eater named Amy,” he said softly. “Your father met her here.”
“He attended too?”
“Not quite.” He pressed his palms against his desk as he stood. “Word is, he was here on council orders, and he was…drawn to her. That was over two centuries ago.”
“You speak as if you witnessed it,” I murmured, slipping my new academy-issued tablet into my bag. I was mindful not to hit Nebula with it. “I thought you were in your early thirties.”
