Grayed_Thoughts404
What would you do if one morning you woke up in front of a mirror-only to see a face you don't recognize staring back? If the voice leaving your lips isn't yours, if every move feels like a puppet in a play you never agreed to join?
That's exactly what happened to Evie-at least, that's the name they keep calling her here. Her real self? Forgotten, slipping further away with every passing moment. The only thing she remembers is the flicker of a screen, a game she had just downloaded. Now, she isn't playing the villainess.
She is the villainess.