My Teacher Is Black Joan of Arc

I graduated from Teacher Black Jeanne Arc. I held high my anger and conveyed my hatred. I once swore that my anger, my rage, and my hatred would burn the entire dimension! My wrath among the Godslayers burns the whole world. In the Crown of Sin, I sit on the throne of the world, holding high my hatred. Did you see that? My master, Joan of Arc, the dawn that blooms under the starry sky that is burned until eternity! So much for the introduction! What a good second grade... A comic book fanfic, not the Holy Mother! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.