I have always been told that necromancy is in my blood. Except I didn't know to take it literally. Today I was lucky, and I became a student of the most prestigious academy of the empire. But along with luck, troubles entered my life. An ancient curse, the deaths of students and a dark goddess who for some reason longs for my blood. But the worst of all this is the supreme necromancer, the rector of the academy, who knows much more about me than he says. I would run away from him, but you can't order my heart.