[Twisted Wonderland x Reader]
──❝Entwined Amore❞──
On behalf of her father's wishes, the King, [Y/n] Azurethorne, enrolls in Night Raven Collage to be with her seven finances, who are all attending the same institut...
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──❝The Usurper from the Wilds❞──
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〖Undisclosed Location〗
As [Y/n] slowly opens her eyes, her vision is immediately met with a thick, hazy fog that engulfs her surroundings. The air feels heavy and cold, biting at her exposed skin. Confusion consumes her as she tries to recall how she ended up in this eerie, deathlike land. With each step [Y/n] takes, her feet crunch against the ground, causing her to look down and notice a haunting sight. Surrounding her are scattered elephant skulls, their hollow eye sockets peering up at her as if watching her every move. The bones lay strewn about like forgotten relics, a stark contrast against the foggy backdrop.
"Where am I?" As she processes the strangeness of her surroundings, [Y/n]'s attention is abruptly diverted by a sudden movement in the corner of her eye. Shadows dance in the mist, accompanied by irritating cackles that echo through the air, eroding her sense of calm. Curiosity takes hold, and [Y/n] whips her head around, desperately attempting to locate the source of the mysterious figure. Within the dense fog, she can make out the fleeting silhouette of a small child. The eerie cackles grow louder, piercing through the fog like needles.
"Hey, wait!" Her instincts kick in, and without hesitation, [Y/n] sets off after the elusive figure. She pushes herself, her heart pounding in her chest, as she weaves through the fog, determined to uncover the truth behind this dark and bewildering land. The ground beneath her becomes uneven and treacherous, but she presses on, ignoring the burning ache in her legs. Finally, through the haze, [Y/n] catches a glimpse of the young beastman child. He peeks mischievously from behind one of the elephant skulls, his emerald eyes sparkling with an odd mix of playfulness and mystery. For a moment, the world around her seems to pause, as if holding its breath. And then, with a boyish grin on his face, the lion child disappears once again into the fog.
Driven by the need to unravel this enigma, [Y/n] pushes herself even further, determination pulsating through her veins. She follows the trail left by the lion boy, running through the fog with an unwavering resolve. With each step, the fog thickens, engulfing her like a suffocating blanket, intensifying the sense of urgency. As she chases after the lion boy, the air becomes suffused with a strange energy—an amalgamation of fear, excitement, and an unyielding desire for answers. Uncertain of what awaits her, [Y/n] plunges deeper into the fog, her heart pounding in her ears, her mind consumed by questions.
As [Y/n] ventured through the desolate, deathlike land, a profound silence enveloped her surroundings. The air was thick with an eerie stillness, broken only by the soft crunch of her footsteps on the ashen soil. The sky hung heavy with a perpetual gray haze, casting a gloom over the barren landscape. Crouching down to inspect a set of footprints embedded in the lifeless ground, [Y/n] noted the small imprints of a child's feet alongside the telltale marks of some unknown creature. The paw prints were large and menacing, leaving her with a sense of trepidation lingering in her thoughts.
