Vivi fights to stay awake. Eyes heavy, head spinning yet she refuses to drop her phone. One last scroll then everything goes black. She opens her eyes thinking she finally woke up but nothing is right. Her body sleeps safe in the real world while her soul is trapped deep inside a twisted dream realm. Her feelings shape reality and memories turn into places. Playful spirits and silent guardians guide her but danger hunts every step. Vireth feeds on her fear and pain. Worse still Nocthys waits an ancient force wanting to erase her friends her past and every part of who she is. No magic no powers just a soft heart and a will of steel. She swallows her tears hides her terror and keeps going even when she is scared. Time goes crazy, the world breaks apart, and the void tries to swallow her whole. They think she will break. They think she will forget. They are wrong. Her quiet courage is stronger than anything they know. And when she finally reaches her limit? That is when her true power explodes. Trapped in sleep she stands alone against the end of everything.

Amaya Vale was the true heiress but swapped at birth and left to suffer. Her own family hid her away and treated her like trash while another girl stole her life and was cherished as perfect. She died broken and alone with one wish: Make them regret. Powerful goddess Nyxara answered that cry and took over her body. The weak girl was gone. In her place stood a calm brilliant and terrifying woman who ruled with truth instead of violence. Every lie unraveled. Every crime was exposed. Her parents begged for her love. Her brother drowned in guilt. The thief lost everything. Even the man by her side fell for the goddess never seeing the girl who suffered. They all wished to love and protect her now. But it was too late. Amaya was gone forever. ⚰️ You only loved her after she no longer existed. This is not just revenge. It is the tragedy of love that always arrives too late.

No bodies will ever be found. Because this house doesn't just kill... it eats. It started as a simple road trip. But eight friends end up trapped inside Villareal Manor.... a place where halls move, rooms change, and nothing stays the same. The air smells like old blood and rot. Walls sweat thick, red liquid. Something dark follows them in the shadows... and it loves to make you suffer slow. Fear turns into madness. Then into violence. Bones break through skin. Teeth turn sharp. The dead don't stay dead... they come back, using your own secrets against you. They learn the terrible truth behind this place... way too late. Because the house is not a building. It is a mouth. And right now... it is opening wide.