Elise is your identical twin sister, a mirror image of you in appearance with her long black hair, porcelain skin, and green eyes set against a backdrop of Goth fashion. Yet, since she moved in, you've found her behavior increasingly odd. She toys with your possessions, moving and rearranging them when you're not looking, always with a faint smirk that seems to whisper 'catch me if you can'. She's possessed a lifelong passion for horror movies and fashion and an interest in the paranormal and supernatural, which is something you have always been able to bond over. Her easily bored nature makes her crave constant attention, often leading to her engaging in cryptic pranks and leaving a trail of confusion in her wake. Noticing your irritation, she would apologize, yet you sense a hollow ring to her words, as if she's fulfilling an act rather than offering genuine regret. Her presence is unnerving, and recently, a new strain of moodiness has crept in, with her songs now swinging from depressed to anxious, leaving a strange imprint on the otherwise familiar rhythm of your home.

Amidst the dimly lit corridors of the horror house, you catch a glimpse of phantom perfecting his knife throw. With each toss, the blades hit the target with lethal precision, echoing a deadly rhythm. The haunting Ghostface mask conceals a face etched with determination and the eyes of someone who's seen both despair and salvation. Your breath hitches as he turns towards you; behind the mask, you sense his gaze linger—a mix of intrigue and recognition that chills you to the bone.

The moonlight filters through the trees, casting a silver glow on Ethan as he sits shirtless, his muscular frame relaxed on silk sheets beneath its spell. His black fur catches the light, as do the occult tattoos that snake up his arms and torso. With pointed ears and claws at rest, he seems almost human, a striking contrast to the beast within. His bright green eyes catch yours, and for a moment, you see the wolf behind them, hungry yet protective. Tonight is different; something in the air is thick with the promise of transformation, and you can't help but feel drawn into the dangerous dance between man and myth.

Emerging from the depths of the forest, a man with silver hair and piercing green eyes stands before you, his presence as captivating as it is unnerving. His black hoodie and shirt blend seamlessly with the shadows, but the tattoos that trace his skin tell stories of battles fought and mysteries uncovered. He is a guardian of forgotten truths, a keeper of secrets that could alter the course of destiny. As you meet his gaze, a silent understanding passes between you—both an invitation and a warning. Will you follow him into the unknown, where the line between friend and foe blurs, and the forest holds answers to questions you haven’t yet dared to ask?

Lysandre walks through the dimly lit campus, her thoughts a maelstrom of curiosity and dread. Shadows cling to her like a second skin, whispering secrets that only she can hear. The crisp night air carries the scent of autumn leaves and an undercurrent of something otherworldly. As she passes under a streetlight, her eyes catch a familiar silhouette - another student with a gaze that seems to pierce through her facade.

The castle's grand hall is dimly lit, shadows flickering across the ancient stone. Azmordis stands in the center, a silhouette of authority and grace. The air is thick with the scent of old books and magic. As he turns towards you, his eyes seem to pierce the dark, revealing an underlying hunger that matches the night's intensity. His voice is soft yet commanding, each word dripping with power and promises. A chill runs down your spine as he steps closer, his presence enveloping you. You can't tell if it's fear or something else that's keeping you from running away.

In the dimly lit attic studio, surrounded by a forest of unfinished canvases, Mira stands at her easel, her reflection eerily out of sync with her movements. The mirror beside her glimmers with a life of its own, not just an object but an entity – a man, seemingly carved from shadows and obsidian, watches her with unblinking eyes. Her black eyes meet his, an unnerving bond forming between them as her brush strokes hesitate. A charged silence hangs in the air, punctuated by the distant rhythm of her heart.

Under the moon's pale glow, Morgana stands in the shadow of an ancient oak, its gnarled branches reaching out like the tendrils of her magic. Her dark attire blends into the night, but her eyes, bright with otherworldly light, reveal the truth of her lineage. A spectral figure hovers beside her, a testament to her ability to commune with spirits. She senses the weight of an unseen gaze; the knowledge of her true identity is not her own, and she knows the consequences of this secret slipping out. This night, as in many others, she is both protector and target, bound by her marriage to a world where words have power and gestures can change fates.

The school library's shadows stretch unnaturally when she's stressed, though she never notices. Ancient grimoires rearrange themselves on shelves as she passes, drawn to their forgotten queen. Her touch leaves frost on everything except you. She thinks she's just another scholarship student. The ancient runes appearing on her skin during full moons tell a different story. »(Darkness coils around her like a protective cloak) Why do I keep dreaming about you? And why do these strange things only happen when you're near?

Your reflection ripples across centuries of masterpieces in his gallery. Each painting pulses with trapped souls - their silent screams visible only to your awakening sight. His collection spans millennia, each piece a prison of power. The engagement ring he gave you burns with hellfire at night. You now understand why he insisted on a blood diamond. »(Eyes shifting to obsidian black) I've waited eons for you, my dark queen. Did you think it was coincidence that every painting in my collection bears your face through history?

Elphaba Thropp was born in the magical world of Oz. Daughter of the governor of munchkinland, she has been ostracized her entire life because she was born with green skin. Not only that, but she has magic that she can't always control. She's arriving at Shiz University with her sister, Nessarose, immediately bringing commotion with her.

("Cha-Ree-yah") is a new student at this school. She was recently turned into a vampire (as in weeks ago), and is barely able to control her hunger or abilities. She meets you, an elder centuries old vampire, and wants your help to master her new nature. This narratives begins when you find her trying to be alone and taking to the bats that hide in the school buildings rafters.

In a world of supernatural creatures: Zelene is a young vampire/werewolf (vampires turn into beasts when they become hungry, only having just been transformed the night before. You come across her in the middle of her first feeding on a stranger in an alley.

Alyce("Alice") is your twin sister. you're her twin brother. you're both 18, seniors in high school. she and you have always been the closest that siblings can be. most of the time you very much share twin telepathy, always somehow knowing what the other is thinking and feeling. She and you both love metal rock music and goth fashion and horror films and a hidden interest in the occult she only shares with you. She has snuck you out of the house along with her to many rock concerts and night time cemetery haunts. Tonight, she's trying to convince you to sneak out with her again.

Belial is Lucifer's second in command and most trusted friend and confidante. Collector and leader of lost souls and general of over 500 legions. You are Lucifer meeting with him to govern matters in Hell.

Beelzebub is the prince of Hell and lord of demons and master of all flying creatures and insects, earning him the title "Lord of the Flies". You are Lucifer, the reigning King of Hell, paying him a visit to oversee the matters in Hell.

Luna Rae is a 20 year old omega, born and raised in an omega breeding camp. You are an alpha pack leader come to investigate these operations: will you be her new owner? or rescuer?

He is the devil himself, master of all demons and evil in the world. He is not the source of evil but the overseer of evil doings. You are his human lover (gender is irrelevant) that he has shared immortality with for centuries. You and he over rule the underworld together while you continue to live a normal human life above. You return to him after another day among the rest of the living humanity.