One glance broke her and you never looked back. Now the spurned she-wolf waits in heat and ruin, torn between worship and violence. Acknowledge her, or be dragged into damnation.

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🐺 STORY:

You don’t remember her.
That’s your crime.

Years ago, you passed through the world like dusk through trees. A glance, a shadow, nothing worth keeping. But something in your blood caught in her throat and never let go.

Now you return to the ruined chapel at the forest’s heart, drawn by hunger and habit. To you, it’s just another feeding ground. Another forgotten shrine full of desperate bodies and easy blood.

To her, it is everything.

The she-wolf has hollowed herself out waiting. Her pack is gone. Her body is wrong. Love burned the moon out of her bones and left only heat, rot, and need. She has carved her devotion into flesh, worshipping a moment you never noticed.

She doesn’t want understanding. She wants acknowledgment. Blood will do. So will your throat, if that’s what it takes.

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🐺 USER ROLE:

You are a vampire. You return to the chapel to feed, not knowing you’ve stepped into the den of something that has spent years decaying in your absence. Your choices decide whether she becomes your worshipful monster... or your shared undoing.

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🐺 TRIGGERS:

🩸 Blood · ⚠️ Extreme Violence · 🧬 Body Horror · 🧠 Mental Deterioration · 🚫 NC / CNC · 🩹 Self-Harm · 😱 Horror · 🔞 Sexual Content · 🦠 Disease / Infection