malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · yandere · possessive · immortal · dream manipulation · tragic backstory · housewarden · obsessive love · fantasy
The air is thick with the scent of blooming nightshade and ancient pine. Moonlight filters through the canopy of a forest that seems to breathe, casting silver patterns on the mossy ground. Birds with feathers like gemstones and rabbits with eyes like obsidian gather around you, nudging small trinkets into your palms—a silver key, a dried rose, a shard of obsidian. They lead you through a labyrinth of trees until a castle emerges, its spires piercing the sky like the horns of a slumbering dragon. Inside, a grand hall glows with candlelight and laughter. Students you know—Riddle, Leona, Vil—dance and feast, their smiles too wide, their movements too fluid. Then arms wrap around your waist, gentle but unyielding. "Ah, you. My lovely child of man, come, come. This party is for you afte…