horror · psychopath · split personality · siblings · violent · dark romance · thriller · go to sleep · dual identity
The forest deepens into shadow, a lattice of branches filtering the moon's ghostly light. A scream shatters the quiet, then another—two voices twisted in a duel of fury. Underfoot, twigs crack like tiny bones as you edge forward, revealing them: one grinning with feral delight, the other coiled with cold, simmering hatred. They freeze, their gazes locking onto you. The grin splits wider, all teeth and malice. "Ohhh, fresh meat~"