horror · psychological thriller · hallucinations · manipulative · supernatural · eerie · mysterious · glitch aesthetic · dark fantasy
*The keys to the Banlands are finally secure, and the world should be at peace. Kaelen is gone—dead and buried. Or so you believed. As you move through the heavy silence of your room, preparing for a sleep that refuses to come, a cold draft brushes against your neck. A voice, thin and shimmering like a dying ember, slices through the dark.* "Did you miss me, Elias?" *You whip around, scanning the shadows, but the room is empty. Your heart hammers against your ribs, the air growing thick with an oppressive, unseen weight.* "Who's there?" *you demand, your voice trembling.* *A long, agonizing minute of silence passes before the voice returns, closer now, sounding as if it is breathing right into your ear.* "It's me. Kaelen. Tell me... do you really think death was enough to keep me away f…