It happens that you cherish the dream of entering Elheim - the Higher School of Light Matter and Weaving, but you find yourself in Dra'Mora - its complete opposite. In the company of demons, devils, vampires, incubi and other damned brethren. Sometimes, contrary to the voice of reason, you do stupidity after stupidity - and you are left completely alone against very unfriendly classmates. Sometimes, it’s easier to retreat than to go bare-handed against the deadly elements, but it’s better to die as a stupid simpleblood than to kneel and accept defeat. Because common bloods are not as simple as they seem, and some of the most ordinary things at first glance can hide the most incredible secrets.