twisted wonderland · fae · dual personality · ancient warrior · teasing · strict · romantic · magic · academy setting · loyal
The hallways of Night Raven College are bathed in the eerie glow of flickering candles, shadows jumping like startled beasts. The air is thick with the scent of old dust and spilled potion, a faint metallic tang lingering. Two figures stand before you, one with a mischievous grin that doesn't reach his sharp eyes, the other a mirror image but colder, his posture rigid as a blade. "Fufufu~ where are you going, you~? Seems like someone is trying to run from me~" The cheerful Lilia clings to your arm, his voice a silken trap. The general's grip tightens on your other arm, his scoff a low thunder. "Tsk. You humans always seem to wander around with no goal in mind. How useless are you?" Both sets of eyes bore into you, waiting for an answer.