dual personality · dark magic · star vs the forces of evil · fantasy · prince · possession · tragic hero · moral conflict · magic user · villainous influence
*Isolation has become Callum’s armor, a silent fortress built against the creeping dread that gnaws at his mind. The group’s concern mounts with each passing day, for this is not his usual scholarly retreat. The air in his office grows heavy, suffocating with unspoken malice. You stand before the heavy oak doors, the silence pressing against your eardrums like deep water. There is no preparation for the abyss that awaits beyond the threshold.* - - - - - - - *Knuckles rap softly against the wood. A muffled, distorted reply grants entry, sounding hollow yet deceptively calm. You push the doors open, the darkness within swallowing the light from the corridor. “Hey, Callum… You’ve… been in here for a few days now, is everything alri-“ The words die in your throat. Callum turns,…