Alastor Plush

The universe has always operated by a single, unwavering law: "Survival of the fittest." This fundamental rule governs everything, living or non-living. It was this very law that Alastor found himself entangled with. Awakening in a forest on planet Earth, in a forgotten corner of the universe, Alastor possessed no memories of his life before the age of four. Growing up, he quickly learned the brutal truth of this society: power was the currency of respect and longevity. Alastor clung to the hope of unraveling the mystery of his past. But his hopes were seemingly crushed when his bloodline ability manifested as [Speed]. It was an ability widely considered weak due to its inherent limitations, doing little to enhance his standing in this power-obsessed world. Just when his dream of uncovering his past began to flicker and fade, a glimmer of hope emerged. The pendant he wore, a constant presence he vaguely remembered from his earliest memories, suddenly flared to life. It was his only tangible connection to his past. And then, a bright blue screen materialized before his eyes. ----- [SYSTEM DETECTED. HOST COMPATIBILITY CONFIRMED.] [SYSTEM INITIATING BINDING SEQUENCE...]

The East+[Shelter + Management + Apocalypse Rotation + Steady Male Protagonist] The apocalypse game has descended upon humanity, throwing the world into chaos. People are randomly assigned shelters across the globe, and every month, apocalyptic disasters rotate like clockwork: searing heat, unrelenting cold, meteor showers, mutant plants, and rampaging monsters. Survival hinges on venturing out to scavenge resources, battling the elements, and upgrading shelters to withstand an onslaught of catastrophes. Yi Bai is just another player in this brutal game—or so it seems. But soon, he discovers that his shelter talent is unlike any other. [Homebody’s Paradise (SSS-Class)]: For every day spent in his shelter, Yi Bai receives critical survival rewards tailored to his needs. The higher his shelter level, the better the rewards. “A top-tier talent! I can get stronger just by staying at home?” While others are fighting tooth and nail outside their shelters—battling monsters, scouring for food, and struggling to survive—Yi Bai is quietly turning his shelter into the ultimate fortress. Resources, weapons, food, and equipment pour in effortlessly. His Sealy bed? Supreme comfort. The S-Class combat beauty awarded to him? Lounging by his side. Apocalypse resources? Stacked so high he can’t even spend them all. With nothing more than patience and a talent for staying put, Yi Bai becomes an unstoppable force. “You call this the apocalypse?” He chuckles, sinking deeper into his plush bed. “This is paradise for homebodies!”

Alastor Faramir, a powerful being who has spent countless years protecting the universe from imminent threats, finds himself nearing the end of his long life. Though he still appears youthful, his body is aging, and his time is running out. Seeking respite from his endless battles, he decides to retire to a quiet life on Earth. He chooses to live without using any of his extraordinary powers, desiring normalcy and peace. However, as he adjusts to this peaceful existence, he faces the challenges of hiding his true identity, suppressing his powers, and adjusting to human life. But despite his attempts at a quiet life, the dangers continue to threaten, and Alastor may not be able to escape his destiny as a protector.

Viella Ivelle, the eldest daughter of King Peter Emris of Olaos, has been bound to a life of servitude from the day she was born-the day her mother, Queen Maristella Ivelle, died. Declared a bearer of misfortune, Viella was stripped of her titles and cast aside, forced to live as a maid to her siblings, enduring cruelty not only from her family but from the palace servants as well. Yet despite her chains, Viella yearns for freedom-to love, to be loved, and to forge her own path far beyond the kingdom's walls. On her eighteenth birthday, a shocking revelation halts her plans: she's already engaged-to Alastor Kavish, the nephew of a powerful Lunar Mage and the protector of Olaos, Raden Ovenash. The problem? Alastor has been missing since birth, leaving Viella bound to a man who may never return. Desperate to break free from this unwanted fate, Viella sets off on a journey to find her elusive fiancé and end the engagement once and for all. As she steps beyond the palace walls, she's thrust not just into the world outside her father's kingdom but into an entirely new realm-one that holds secrets, dangers, and perhaps the freedom she's been longing for her entire life. Will Viella manage to break the engagement set by her father and the Mage? Or will she let herself fall for the dark mysterious man that is ridden by scars and secrets as haunting as her own?

When a young incubus is thrown into the modern world, he quickly regains his bearing and try to survive day to day life in a world without other supernatural creatures until he had an epiphany. "Why don't I just open a brothel. Then I don't have to hunt anymore." Watch as Alastor seduce various women on his way to success and perhaps more. [Warning: This story will contain a lot of degeneracy. He is an incubus after all.]

#Yandere #Obsession #Bloody #Manipulation It was a known fact. Everyone would enter the circle of reincarnation upon their deaths, eventually forgetting their own memories before starting a new life. It was their libration. Alastor knew that, and when he was faced with either being caught and tortured or jumping down, he decided the latter. As much as this life meant for him, Alastor knew he wouldn't be missing much. His potential was too great to waste on this life. However, something went wrong. Once Alastor opened his eyes again, he had to arch his brow in disbelief, “What the heck is the meaning of this?” A floating shadow formed a holographic screen in front of him, with clear words written there on it, [Welcome, Player Alastor! Unfortunately, something wrong happened and your reincarnation had failed. However, now you have a chance to play in our glorious world, Esme!] Alastor had many things running through his head, especially once he noticed the additional line at the end, [Esme Game is going to start in 29:23:59]

Alastor was a vegabond swordsman wandering around the world for adventures. He was young but strong and had seen many strange things and mysterious cases on his journey. One day, he encountered a mysterious space crack which is connected to another world and an unknown being. Little did he know that it was his nemesis...

On Earth, Daniel, a disenchanted college student, lives a life of monotony and unfulfilled dreams. His routine existence is abruptly shattered when he is mysteriously transported to Alastor. There, he discovers a world of magic and ancient conflicts, where he learns that he is the subject of an ancient prophecy—the destined child foretold to wield both sword and magic to bring peace to the realm. In the world of Alastor, vampires, once revered as the greatest protectors of the realm, have become a dwindling noble race, their former glory overshadowed by the rise of their dark adversaries. Once unmatched in strength and feared across the lands, they now struggle against the relentless and growing power of the demonic forces that threaten to consume all. Daniel, now Elion, must uncover hidden truths, and confront his insecurities. As he trains in the arts of both combat and sorcery, Elion begins to understand the weight of his destiny. However, he faces opposition from those who doubt his potential and dark forces that seek to prevent the prophecy from coming to fruition. As he battles demons and uncovers secrets that could change the course of history, Elion learns that true strength comes not only from power but from the courage to confront his deepest fears.

After enduring a life filled with countless injustices at the hands of a merciless system, Alastor finally breaks free. But just as he begins to plot his long-awaited revenge, he finds himself thrust into a world far more perilous than he imagined—a realm shrouded in darkness, plagued by monstrous demons, where the only sanctuary lies within the hallowed walls of the Temple of Light. Alastor, sceptical to his core, scoffs at the notion of gods and blessings. Yet, without true faith, he knows survival in this treacherous land is impossible. His only solution? Brainwash himself into unwavering devotion. But Alastor’s mind proves more treacherous than any demon. The war between his rational side and his fanatically devoted persona spirals out of control, creating an inner battle as fierce as the external one. Irrational Alastor: “The God of Light is my guiding star and my life. I’ll protect his honour at any cost!” Rational Alastor: “Are you insane? The God of Light is a scumbag. Snap out of it!” Irrational Alastor: “Silence! He is pure and perfect and I won’t hear otherwise!” Rational Alastor: “Uagh! I want to kill myself.” In a world where enemies lurk both outside and within, can Alastor reclaim control of his own mind before he’s consumed by the divine madness he’s created? Or will his greatest enemy truly be himself? Alastor: You! God of light bastard, get your hands off me or else!

If you were aka "bad boy" of the school who could beat up anyone but the only boy you loved, turned out to be a cat hybrid who was traumatized by some good-for-nothing vampires, how would you save him? That is the story of an ordinary bad-boy; Alex and his Alastor who is actually a cat-human hybrid being chased by a vampire. [ NOT A FANFICTION ]

Are you nervous?" he asks, breaking the silence that has settled between us. I shook my head, trying to push aside the anxious thoughts that are swirling in my head. This is what I wanted, isn't it? To give into the passion that's been building between us? But as we step into the luxurious hotel room, I can't help but feel out of place. The plush bedding, the high-end amenities, everything screams wealth and privilege. And here I am, a struggling waitress who can barely make ends meet. But Syd doesn't seem to notice my discomfort. He pulls me into his arms, his lips finding mine with an intensity that takes my breath away. His hands roam over my body, igniting a fire within me that I never knew existed. I moan against his lips, lost in the moment. Every touch, every kiss, feels like a rebellion against the world that tries to keep us apart. For once, I feel like I have control over my life, over my desires. As we move together in a rhythm that's as old as time, I know that this moment won't last forever. But for now, I'm content to lose myself in the passion and intensity that Syd brings out in me. In that moment, nothing else matters. Not the contract that brought us together, not the obstacles that stand in our way. All that matters is the way he makes me feel, the way he holds me close as if nothing else exists in the world.

The game descends into reality, global mutations occur, ferocious beasts run rampant, various secret realms and dungeons appear, and everyone enters the era of career changes! Wang Chen changes to the most ordinary combat profession: Beast Tamer! Just as everyone is mocking him, he awakens two god-level talents! [Bloodline Awakening]: Activates the hidden bloodline within the beast, directly evolving it to its final form! You contract a small green snake, evolving it into the Apocalypse Azure Dragon! You contract a slime, evolving it into the Devouring Lord! You contract a small wild fox, evolving it into the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox! You contract a small caterpillar, evolving it into the Master of Space! [Trait Extraction]: Randomly extracts a talent or skill from a pet beast for personal use.

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

Janet's long term boyfriend dumped her for someone else because she was apparently impotent, rendering Janet heartbroken even more because his wedding was taking place the very next day. Hurt, Janet visited a club, got drunk, only to wake up naked, next to a hot, dark stranger the next morning. She says the first thing that pops into her head, “Would you like to get married to me, Mr. Grumpy looking stranger?” What she didn’t anticipate was for said stranger to agree to such a ridiculous offer– and strike a deal with her, which then led to her crashing her ex’s wedding with her new husband-to-be, Alastor. After that, one thing led to the other, making Janet realize that she has just gotten herself tangled in a hot mess. Wanting out of the mess she created by herself isn’t an option for Janet, especially when she realized that Alastor isn’t human like she thought. Instead, he was the devil himself– literally. Casted aside and banished from hell, Alastor lived thousands of years searching for a way to return home and take his rightful place on the throne, to no avail. He figured Janet was another dumb, brainless human and couldn’t wait to be rid of her, but that was until he realized that she was the key he had been searching for, for centuries. Hence why he couldn’t ever, ever let her go. Since the moment she asked him to get married to her, she had unknowingly given herself to him, because she had no idea that once you make a deal with a devil, there’s no backing out from it.

Gabrielle Lockwood's aspiration for a quiet life with her test tubes and vials takes a turn for the worse when she becomes the target of a group of werewolves due to her research. So, when the handsome Sebastian offers to protect her, Gabby finds it hard to turn him down. However, Sebastian is more than his chiseled form; he is part of an Elite Group of Lycans that will do everything to protect the secrets of Aetheria. Sebastian Devereux is determined to prove to his father that he can lead the Night Riders, a group of Lycans whose existence is considered a legend. So when his father asks him to seduce a mere human, Sebastian agrees without hesitation. Except the woman comes in the form of a small, sarcastic scientist who likes to question everything. A small package of a human being who seems more interested in dissecting him than falling for his charms! What starts as a straightforward assignment becomes a complex dance as Gabrielle's inquisitive nature delves into Sebastian's world. It's all fun and games until a predator starts hunting Gabrielle. Now Sebastian must make a choice: continue his mission and become the leader of Night Riders or protect her with all his heart and soul. ....... Excerpt "I can hear your heartbeat, Gabby," he uttered, his voice deep and husky. Gabby immediately frowned, unimpressed. "What are you insinuating, Mr. Devereux?" she steadied her voice, trying her best not to show the desire that sent shivers down her spine. The thought of him pinning her against the wall almost made her spiral, but she knew this would not end well—for both of them. Instead of giving her an answer, he took a step towards her. "I knew you wanted me, just as I wanted you," he said. Gabby pursed her lips as she tried to take in the small distance between them. She lifted her gaze and stared at his silver-gray eyes. "You must be losing your mind, Mr. Devereux. Being confident is one thing; being arrogant is laughable. Not everyone wearing a skirt likes to spend time in your bed." Some of them wanted to see how fast his wounds heals, she thought as she convinced herself that she was here to study... him. He chuckled, amusement flashing in his eyes. "One, you are not wearing a skirt. Two, I do not want you to spend time in my bed." His gaze darkened as he took another step towards her. "I want you here, right now, in the middle of my office—on my table, on that plush couch, the shower, and against the wall. The bed is for resting, Gabby and trust me, I want to do a lot of things with you, and not one of them involves resting in my bed."

Eric Thompson, a simple twenty-two year old bum with a simple life, has found himself in a conundrum. He has found himself transported to an unfamiliar world, with a fate heavier than the heavens thrust into his arms. "You are the sole successor of our lineage. On your shoulders rests our fate. You must not fail." Hearing these words, seeing this world, and living this life. None of it was what Eric expected when he laid down on his plush futon the night before. Can he handle the changes and push through? Or will he break and fail, dooming everyone and everything?

‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’ ________ Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li. Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words. He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile. The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all. And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards. _______________ [Excerpt] The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form. Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare. The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise. “My King! My King, please! Please spare me!” He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore. He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier. He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.” _________ Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes [FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]

Follow alastor on his journey to knighthood,in a land where distant kingdoms have be long forgotten

Una hermosa humana sin memorias llamada Lia, había aparecido en el territorio del gran inframundo. Causando la curiosidad entre los demonios y llegando a oídos del rey, quien envió a su confiable general para su captura e interrogación. Pero la débil humana, inocente de todo mal, había capturado la mirada del segundo más fuerte debajo del rey. Alastor “el verdugo” que no dudo en admitir sus sentimientos y sorprender a todo el continente con su juramento de alma hacia la frágil criatura, que debe de saciar sus pecaminosos deseos que obtuvo del inexpresivo general y la sed de sangre que oscureció su alma una vez sus recuerdos regresaron.

Creation, Death, Animation, Sorcerer, Marionette. Five Factions, and Five Elder Gods. Christopher Hallowswift, aged 14, is killed in a brutal road accident in an attempt to rescue his younger sister, aged 13, from certain death. Upon shutting his eyes for good, he finds himself within a dimly lit room, where he meets someone who claims to be a Goddess, specifically, the Elder Goddess of Eternal Night, Alastor, who is also called the 'Marionette Goddess.' After a painful introduction, Alastor reveals to him that he is eligible for reincarnation, and for a reason unknown, his sister is as well. After a major boost in his physical and magical capacity, he is reincarnated to a world parallel to Earth with a cute and mysterious familiar, Est, by his side.

Raven Alastor tem origem em uma linhagem de exorcistas renomados, ou melhor, implacáveis caçadores de maldições. Em Antillia, um território isolado dos demais continentes, com uma cidade desenvolvida, Raven continua sua trajetória movido por uma fúria incansável.

Wealthy and beautiful Angela thinks no one will ever know about her dark, terrible past. Being thrown out by her stepdad and having no place to go, she is forced to do things for survival. "After developing an application that made her rich, she becomes a popular figure; of course, everyone wants a piece of the pie, even the person who hates you the most." Angela never for a moment thought someone would threaten to expose her. Now she's being given the alternative. You will do as I say or pay the price. Her past has reared its ugly head. Angela has to find the blackmailer and deal with him by whatever means. Run Angela screamed Jessica as Angela sprinted through the woods with wind bustling through the branches of the trees, making the leaves howl in their symphony. Running along the gravel path in the woods makes her realize how intricate the clash between weather and nature can be. Two natural forces are both in harmony and constantly fighting. The rain would come down any second; its distinct smell filled the air. Plush, intertwining clouds pushed their grey front toward where I stood. The trees continued protesting against the wind as it blew their seeds. Maple seeds twirled down, only to get stuck on my clothes and in the creek. Angela stopped by the edge of the river; she placed a hand on her chest, her heart wouldn't stop raging against her rib cage, and she fought to keep silent a small whimper. Her heart was so loud she feared it would give her away; it was so loud in her ears; she thought the creature that used to be someone she once trusted would hear it and tear it from her. "Who is there? She screamed, looking back and hearing footsteps getting closer. Until she stopped and looked back, there stood a man with a mask, holding a knife; who was this person? Being diagnosed with anterograde amnesia made her unable to create new memories; her past kept haunting her. is it the same person who is always killing her in her dreams?

Theadosia has a little brother named lowell. Both her parents died, her mother died when she was born and her father was beheaded. She fell in love with a man by the name of Alastor. He loves her so much, he would even start a war for her. She was always told sorry eventhough no one not a single person meant it except the man she had fell in love with.

On a fine unassuming morning, the world was as it always was...... the regular earth. That was until the Death Star came along and humans were forced on the Evolution pathway. Animals became fearsome gigantic beasts, plants gained self awareness, and creatures thought to never exist by humans sprang up all over the Earth from surrounding planets in the death star. Humans who had the aptitude for magic awakened the ability to acquire multiple fearsome skills by defeating powerful foes In this new, cruel and vicious world, the old laws and order fell apart completely being replaced by the laws of the jungles where the strong thrives and the weak falls. Alastor Dagian, a high school scholar in his senior year who is attributed to having terrible luck throughout his entire life turned out to have unparalleled talents in the path of magic. In this brand new star where gods, demons, and other creatures vie for supremacy what beholds the future of mankind? ****** Disclaimer: Novel cover isn't mine if the original owner wants me to take it down let me know in the comment section

Alexa Swan was just an ordinary she-wolf with no pack and no family until she met Alastor Creed of the Falling Mountain Sect who gave her an identity. Alastor Creed was blindly in love with that not-so-ordinary bold she-wolf from the moment he saw her.. But, Who could survive the grip of their dark past? Alexa was cursed to corrupt everything that she would touch. She was the cause of destruction. But, she wasn't ready to give up yet as she promised to meet her Fated Mate again... The one who was going to be reborn only for her... After regaining a part of her memory, Alexa left the Falling Mountain sect in search of her mate!.. While seeking a new beginning, Alexa collided with her tainted past, the cold yet devilishly handsome Ethan Allen ... Though at first, he was distant, annoying and proud Alpha to Alexa, she soon recognized him as her fated mate. For whom, her wolf was whining for eternity, craving for his warmth only.. But, can a cold-hearted Alpha give her warmth?? Will Ethan even believe Alexa? Will he even accept her again as his mate after knowing about her curse?? Their fates are tangled with each other but will they end together?? _______ _______ This is my first work on webnovel, I basically write on other platforms but my friends said to give a webnovel a try. So I'm here with my novel (θ‿θ) Here you will read two different love stories of the same female lead as the story has two male leads. Note: People who love excellent grammar please ignore the tiny errors. It's about the story.

In an ancient town of catholic roots in the Pre-War America of 1935, strange events and phenomena often manifest in the worst of their forms. Vanilla Land, a 16 years old outcast and weirdo with access to magical plushes —ancient and powerful totems capable of summoning powerful spirits and powers for its users— loves to explore wicked places, investigate mysteries, and even fight horrid abominations when necessary. And it's in one of these explorations where she suddenly meets her abrupt when she and a powerful apparition destroy each other. The result? A powerful, demonical entity is impressed by her actions and gives her a second opportunity to live again. She must perform a series of tasks for such an entity —not without getting rewarded with more powerful artifacts and plushes— but in the end, everything points out that there's an ancient source of power capable of redefining reality. And she's not the only one trying to reach it... Come and find out all events that Vanilla had to go through in that dying town of supernatural events, eccentric creatures, and unexpected personalities getting in her way. Cover art by cielnoir Instagram/TikTok: @cielnoir.art