Extra-dimensional Credit: Transported to another world to overthrow the monarchy?!

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[Galgallin]

Wildwood, California

Once upon a time in the faraway realm of California, there was a great tension over the campus grounds of Wildwood University. Twenty thousand students were preparing for final exams, each department in its own special kind of hell. Anyone who claimed to maintain a social life during this time was generally accepted to be a filthy liar.

There was a small reprieve, however – there was a solar eclipse, and most professors had allowed a small break to enjoy the natural phenomenon (except for the astrophysics professor, who made it a mandatory lab).

The moon crossed in front of the sun and cast the campus into shadow. It was only a moment, but a moment was all that was needed.

With a strong breeze, a number of bodies disappeared. Finals, it seem, would be the least of their concerns…

Wildwood, Izar

Once upon a time in the faraway realm of Izar, the great warlock Xandiel built a magnificent hall where magically inclined humans could visit from across the kingdom and study the great mysteries of the world such as turning romantic rivals into frogs.

This institute came to be known as Wildwood, affectionally dubbed so as the presence of so many witches and wizards, mages and sages, warlocks and sorcerers, and all manners of wise and unwise men drenched the surrounding forest in mana. The trees grew thick and green, as luscious as the mystic lands of the pixies and elves.

Thus, it was only logical that in the throes of war, the wizards of Wildwood would be asked to help. The royal family promised Xandiel and his students unfathomable riches, and the rights to study whatever artifacts of the demons that the army could bring home.

It was only natural for Xandiel, wary of nobles in pursuit of power, to not tell the king everything he knew.

It was only natural that the king died several months later, in a siege that could have been stopped by powerful enough magic.

It was only natural that the king's daughter would seek revenge against the wizards who failed to commit to their homeland, and whose hesitation lead to the death of her beloved father and leader.

And so somehow, it seemed only natural that as the midday sky turned dark, as the moon crossed in front of the sun and cast all the realm in shadow, that with a sword at his back and demons at his heels, that Xandiel had no choice but to reach through a door that should never have been opened.