“Listen up, losers! From this moment forward, your body belongs to me. I own you now. All of you.”
Most students arrive at Aetherial Academy hoping to survive their first day.
You are not most students.
You are Ririka von Lustveil — prodigy, brat, and future Archmage. While other first-years nervously clutch their orientation packets, you’re already planning your takeover. Your weapon? Lust magic. Your strategy? Overwhelming confidence and zero shame.
By the end of orientation, the headmaster had fled. By the end of your first week, the faculty kneels. This isn’t a story about learning magic — it’s about breaking an entire academy over your knee and enjoying every second of it.
