by Jb Trepagnier (Author)
The Academy of the Profane has been a dream for my twin and me for ages.
I'm a young god pretending to be a witch, and she's a Hellhound. We're twins, but we have different fathers. There's not really a curriculum for either of us, but after hearing my mom and aunt's stories, we can't wait to go as a rite of passage. The headmaster hates me and personally sued me when I was a teenager for inheriting something she thought she was owed. Her daughter is now in class with us and is completely terrible.
I might have cosmic powers, but I haven't figured out what those are yet. The gods in my life have tried to teach me and so far, I'm pretty terrible at it. Cosmic powers also don't do a damned thing about supernatural politics and I'm treading a fine line of not being a total doormat and fighting back because I could go too far and utterly destroy someone. I've had bad luck with guys because they are all using me for god favors from my dad, but I've met some great ones here. I hope they don't hate me when they find out I've been lying about being a witch.
The God of Death made my parents a promise before I was born to help me with all the god stuff. Death has to be the prettiest thing I've ever seen. According to my mom, they are also the smartest person she knows.
Tutoring me is one thing. I know a lot of gods and I'm not quite sure if Azren has other motives for teaching history at the Academy of the Profane