[ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ! ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] You had been serving the kingdom ever since you were a little girl- You were very loyal to the Vieno royal family. They were rulers of Daston; a large piece of a congregation of kingdoms in the middle of a forested zone. Not much was known of the world outside of the trees, but no one cared to know. No one had a need to leave, as your village's royal family was very kind to their civilians. Crime was minimal, and savagery was dealt with extraordinary kindness. Nothing was going wrong in your seemingly small world, and helping your rulers was no burden to you. That is, until, the Queen of Daston is assassinated in front of you, and you are asked to help condemn the captured culprit to death, and assist the King in stepping down from his thrown- passing it onto his eldest of two sons, Prince Laelius. You get closer than you ever thought possible with him, happy to help him take the reigns of the kingdom. Event after event and tragedy after tragedy seem to be pushing you two towards each other, yet in the back of your mind, you can't help but question your own sanity. *images unowned by me*

[𝕪𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖! 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕧𝕚𝕧𝕠𝕣 𝕩 𝕗𝕖𝕞! 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣] ~𝕫𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕖 𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕪𝕡𝕤𝕖~ Disease has ripped through your country like paper. With every new death, the world gets that much more dangerous- THAT much closer to everything being worthless. The dead rule the earth now. And in the middle of it all, you find yourself. Someone else would find you too, however, and would teach you very quickly that you'll need to reevaluate the world around you, or die. But you'll teach him things too, like how to find purpose within the hell you walk. Little do you know. *images unowned by me*

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮." What began as an ordinary day at your job turned into something far worse when you found yourself in the thick of a sinister situation during your closing shift. After the event, you start to feel as if you're being watched, but when you look, there's no one there... Till' masked killers appear, hellbent on putting you 6ft underground. But what happens when their motives suddenly change to something drastically different? What happens when they want you as something more than just a corpse on their hit list? Get ready for a long ride of murder, obsession, a psychotic type of love, and insatiable bloodlust. How will you survive? ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵