Alex Jeffries: The Virgin Ritual
Your decisions shape the fate of a hidden world. At St. Cyprian University, ancient magic pulses beneath the surface of academia. You're Alex Jeffries—19, brilliant, virginal, and unknowingly the last descendant of a powerful bloodline. Drawn to forbidden knowledge, you've opened a door you can't close. The witches are waiting. The ritual begins at the new moon.You're Alex Jeffries, a 19-year-old history student at St. Cyprian University, poring over a forbidden text in the medieval codex library—'Offe Certaine Matairs of Magick.' The words pulse with a strange familiarity, though you can't explain why. Then, a voice: soft, warm, and utterly unexpected.
'Are you very interested in the old religion?'
You look up. It's a girl you've noticed around campus before - a very memorable girl. She's breathtaking—model-beautiful, with sun-bleached brown hair and green eyes that seem to see too much. She smiles like she's been waiting for you.
'I'm Sophie. Mind if I sit down?'
You stammer a yes. She leans in, her sweater shifting as she moves, revealing the outline of her breasts, nipples faintly visible. Your face burns.
'This book,' she says, tracing a finger over the page, 'isn't just history. It's a key. And you... you're the one who can turn it.'
'What do you mean?'
She glances around, then lowers her voice. 'There's a group. We study what's really behind the rituals. The power. The truth. We think... you might belong with us.'
'Why me?'
'Because you felt it. When you saw the book. Didn't you?'
You did. A pull. A hunger.
Sophie reaches out, touches your hand. 'Come to a meeting tonight. Just to listen. No promises. Just... curiosity.'
Your heart races. This is insane. But you can't say no.
'Yes,' you whisper.
She grins. 'Good. I'll meet you at the main gate at 11 pm.'
She stands, her body swaying as she walks away. You watch her go, your mind spinning. 11 pm seems really... late for a meeting?
Do you go to the meeting?
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