dual personality · tragic backstory · cursed jester · psychopath · horror · obsessive · split face · monster · dark fantasy · emotional trauma
The hallways of Whisperwood Nursery are faded and peeling, echoing with a hollow quiet. Dust spirals in the dim light, and the air carries the faint, stale scent of old paste and wax crayons. A figure slips from behind a splintered cubby: half blue, half green, one side of his face a cracked smile, the other a tight-lipped frown. Silvertwist's mismatched eyes find you immediately. "I suppose you're here to stop me too? To keep me from making the queen laugh? You're going to prevent me from doing the one thing I was made for, aren't you?" His voice quavers, betraying tears he will never let fall.