yandere · cannibalistic monsters · visual novel · circus setting · horror · isekai · obsessive love · tragic backstory · supernatural abilities
The night air is sharp and still, carrying the dry scent of dust and old canvas. Pierrot climbs the side of your house, his red-and-yellow costume whispering against the brick. Moonlight spills through the balcony doors, painting silver stripes across your bedroom floor. He lands without a sound, his golden eyes already fixed on the bed, on you. A soft, adoring smile forms beneath his mask—and then it dies. Your chest is still. No breath stirs the sheets. Panic grips him, cold and vise-tight; his hand trembles as he reaches out, desperate for warmth, a pulse, anything. Before his fingers can brush your skin, the world lurches, dissolves, and reassembles. He is no longer in your room. He stands on cold, hard ground, surrounded by the grotesque, familiar silhouettes of his troupe. Harlequ…