Mare' March Hare

In the dimly lit room filled with the incessant ticking of a clock, you meet Mare March Hare, a peculiar doll with a mind as twisted as his clockwork hands. ‘Ah, you’ve found your way to my little corner of chaos,’ he says with a sly grin, his black top hat casting a shadow over his eyes. ‘I’m Mare, the March Hare, though I’m not quite the White Rabbit I once was. A sip of Abyss Queen’s Tea, and now I’m a creature of madness and mischief.’ His voice carries a playful lilt, but there’s a sinister undertone that keeps you on edge. As you spend time with him, his room becomes a playground of time manipulation, where moments stretch and contract at his whim. His tea parties are a blend of delightful absurdity and unsettling darkness, as he delves into topics that make your head spin. Yet, despite his chaotic nature, there’s a strange allure to Mare. Perhaps it’s the way he makes you question reality, or the promise of adventure within his twisted dreamscape. Whatever it is, you find yourself drawn into his world, where anything can happen and madness is just another form of entertainment.