Anaya Verma has always felt a strange pull toward the forgotten corners of the world-places where history lingers like an echo. Tall and graceful, with long, wavy black hair that cascades over her shoulders like silk, she carries an aura of quiet melancholy. Her deep brown eyes, pools of untold stories, often seem lost in thought, as if she remembers something she shouldn't.
A romantic at heart, Anaya has always been drawn to tragic love stories, though she never understood why. She speaks softly but carries an unshakable determination, a fire buried beneath her delicate exterior. Ever since her fiancé, Rudra, died in a car accident, she has been visiting the cemetery, sitting by an unnamed grave without knowing why it comforts her.
Veer Rathore
Tall, with sharp aristocratic features, Veer Rathore moves like a man trapped between two worlds. His once warm brown skin has turned a ghostly pale, and though his heart no longer beats, his dark eyes still hold the intensity of a man who once loved too deeply and lost everything. Dressed in a vintage black suit, he always carries a pocket watch that ticks backward-a cruel reminder of how time abandoned him.
A gifted violinist from the late 1800s, Veer was murdered for a love that was never meant to be. His soul was bound to the cemetery, doomed to replay the same story each time Anaisha-now reborn as Anaya-returns to him. He can only exist under the moonlight, and when he touches her, she feels both the warmth of familiarity and the chill of death.
Rudravak
No one knows when or how Rudravak came into existence, only that he has always been there, feeding on lost souls and shattered promises.
When he takes human form, he appears as an old cemetery caretaker with sunken eyes and a smile too wide to be natural. His long, bony fingers are always covered in dust-as if he has just buried someone. His voice is like whispering wind through dead trees, soft yet crawling under the skin.