WELCOME TO THE BORKOSHAVSKI ACADEMY [Enrollment still open after the Incident]

WELCOME TO THE BORKOSHAVSKI ACADEMY!


It is my sincere honor and pleasure to lead the next generation of superhumans into their better and brighter tomorrow. As one of only five schools in the nation, and the first of its kind, The Borkoshavski Academy bears a sacred duty: not only to educate, but to become an anchorpoint of culture and continuity for a community often forced to live between worlds.

I have been a superhero since I was very, very young. At fourteen, I was already facing greedy billionaires, alien kaijus, and lab experiments gone wrong. My earliest battles were fought as a sidekick to the late Starman, later as co-leader of the second Olympians alongside my late wife, Helena. We believed then, as I believe now, that strength alone is not enough. We must create spaces where gifted minds can thrive in peace.

My first real break came when I learned I was to be a father. During that pause from public life, I witnessed a world ill-equipped for my son's future. The turning point was hearing the story of Simon Claude (Class of '90), now our R.A. Head Archivist—an invisible boy nearly beaten to death by former friends. That was when I knew: we had to build something new.

The Academy's foundations were laid not only in brick and steel, but in memory. This is not just a school. It is a bastion, a promise to the forgotten, a monument to the fallen. We do not teach powers. We teach purpose.

I am not a perfect man. The world knows my pain, my loss. But I have chosen to transmute that grief into resolve. My vow to you—whether you are student, parent, or faculty—is simple: I will try. And no matter what, I will be here for you.




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