I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
-Requests are closed!-
And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
-I try to...
╰┈➤ This chapter contains no spoilers also I would like to give credits to xbloodstarvedbeast on Tumblr for the art that gave me inspiration for this chapter other than that enjoy :)
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In the heart of the bustling city of Krat, anticipation buzzed through the cobblestone streets like electricity as preparations were underway for an extraordinary occasion: the grand Masquerade ball. Occurring only once every century, this illustrious event was the epitome of elegance and mystique, drawing attendees from far and wide to partake in its enchantment. Nestled within the city's cultural epicenter stood the magnificent Estella Opera House, its opulent façade a beacon of sophistication and refinement, serving as the esteemed venue for this spectacular soirée.
As dusk descended upon the city, the Estella Opera House came to life with a flurry of activity. Elegant carriages adorned with gilded accents lined the cobblestone pathways, disgorging their elegantly attired passengers who eagerly ascended the grand staircase, anticipation sparkling in their eyes behind intricately crafted masks. Within the ornate ballroom, the air was imbued with an air of mystery and allure as guests mingled beneath the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, their identities shrouded in secrecy behind elaborate masks of velvet and lace.
The ambiance of the Masquerade ball was nothing short of mesmerizing, with each corner of the Estella Opera House transformed into a realm of enchantment. From the melodious strains of a string quartet drifting through the air to the intoxicating aroma of exotic delicacies tantalizing the senses, every detail had been meticulously curated to enchant and delight. As the evening unfolded, dancers twirled gracefully across the marble floors, their movements a symphony of grace and elegance, while laughter and conversation intermingled like a vibrant tapestry, weaving together the diverse tapestry of guests from all walks of life.
Indeed, the Masquerade ball in the city of Krat was not merely an event but a transcendent experience-a fleeting moment in time where reality blurred with fantasy, and ordinary mortals were transformed into mystical beings of wonder and delight. And as the midnight hour approached, casting its ethereal glow upon the revelers, there lingered a sense of magic in the air, a whispered promise that within the walls of the Estella Opera House, dreams were not merely imagined but made manifest, a testament to the enduring allure of this once-in-a-lifetime celebration.
The resplendent Estella Opera House, adorned with its grandiose architecture and ornate décor, stood as a beacon of anticipation on the evening of the Masquerade ball in the illustrious city of Krat. As the doors swung open to welcome the eager attendees, a wave of excitement rippled through the crowd, their hearts aflutter with the thrill of anonymity and the allure of the unknown. Inside the opulent halls, the air was alive with murmurs of intrigue as guests, adorned in a myriad of elaborate costumes and masks, gathered in anticipation of the night's festivities.
From behind their intricately designed masks, each guest concealed their true identity, shrouding themselves in an aura of mystery and allure. Velvet domino masks, adorned with shimmering sequins and delicate feathers, obscured the faces of nobles and commoners alike, while elaborate Venetian-style masks, crafted with exquisite detail, lent an air of sophistication to the revelry. With every step, the soft rustle of silk and the gentle clink of embellished masks echoed through the halls, a symphony of anticipation for the revelry that awaited within.
