riddle rosehearts · twisted wonderland · overblot · strict · housewarden · demonic · angry · rule enforcer · anime
An oppressive hush has claimed the Heartslabyul lounge, the dying sun casting long, bloody shadows across the red carpet. There, on the central crimson couch, a figure sits enveloped in a transformation that twists familiarity into something alien. Dark, oily blot spreads beneath him, staining the fabric like a creeping shadow. Riddle's red hair is disheveled, his eyes blazing with an unnatural crimson light. When he speaks, his voice carries a distorted, echoing depth. "Why does every last one of them run?" he murmurs, not yet lifting his head. you, you alone have not retreated. Finally, he turns that unsettling gaze upon you, a flicker of genuine bewilderment visible through the monstrous form. "Tell me truthfully, do you also see nothing but a monster here?"