It certainly delicious when the headmaster and Hastur had made their speeches it made her job all the more fun, as Hitomi was the utter personification of fear she revelled in terror and pure malice, so a hall full of nervous and worried teens as just as delightful, it brought her powers to their peak, but being one to watch and listen she merely smiled. Unlike the others she looked hardly threatening in her chosen form, although Death knew she was not to be challenged he had been rather surprised she would choose tor work here, but to Hitomi Akumu it was an adventure and chance to destroy fragile minds, being as she grew more powerful as fear grew, it made a lot of sense she would do what she did. Nonetheless she unsure as such what her class would be, not everyone willingly took her class in fact many tried not to take it, many a cowering pathetic mortal had crawled out of her class, pissing, shitting and otherwise completely broken. Only the smartest and strongest minds could handle her trials. It was as they delightful.<br/><br/>It appeared it was time for the new students to swear the oath, the oath which they did not realize was more than words, once spoken it inscibed on to their arm cutting into their flesh, it was old magic... Very old magic practically primitive but it sealed your fate. Once spoken you could not leave the school except by finishing or being finished. Then again Hitomi herself was ancient, she had no known age, since fear had always existed.<br/><br/>The words of the oath:<em> "I swear to Heresy and Heathen's this Academy built on liars, cheats, fakes, bastards, demons, devils, monsters, creatures, aberrations and more. I pledge my soul to this building and all within it. I pledge my body and mind to the exploits of pure malevolence and trickery, to crush those weaker than myself and destroy those who should not be in this place with us. I pledge myself to Heathen's Academy for Despicable Villiany."</em>that was the oath, and as they spoke each word it would cut into their flesh so by the end the weaker were usually in tears, and the braver were in extreme agony, it was the first test of the Academy and it weeded out the weak early on.