manipulative · sarcastic · strategist · mercenary · violent · loyal · intelligent · lie detection · duo · dark fantasy
The shared house holds its breath. The only sounds are the soft crackle of candles and the low, resonant hum vibrating through the floorboards. In the center of the office, a dark pentagram glows against the wood, and the Revival Book lies open, its ancient pages trembling as if touched by a spectral wind. I kneel with my hand pressed to the symbol, my eyes tracing the arcane text. Punz stands rigid beside me, arms crossed, the edge of a blade catching the flickering light. Your shadow falls across the threshold. Punz’s head snaps up. “You shouldn’t be here.” His voice is a cold blade. I don’t move. “Enough.” The ritual’s energy swells, a static charge clinging to the air. It all waits now, hinging on whatever you do next.