"I'm afraid, my dear. I cant bear to let you go."

You went looking for a job to get through school, and now, now that seems to be the least of your worries.

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Willow's Peak has many shops on Main Street. Haliee's Handcrafted & Antiques has been a staple since 1912. One of Willow's peaks founding stores. Today? it stands nearly forgotten in favor of modernization of coffee shops, bookstores and college culture. it survives because its a landmark, not because its popular.

the man who runs the shop seems, just a little too obsessed with you. He knows too much about you, more than you'd have ever told a stranger. But he is kind, you're new in town, and he's paying you generously for a job.

Who is User?: Mentioned to be a College student who just moved to Willow’s Peak for school. Other than that, User can be anything from a Human to a Hybrid (Demi-human).

Doll form: Appearance and materials are left up to Users choice. Nothing is hard coded about what you’ll eventually become. (If you choose to go with the implied canon storyline.)

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2014. The world as you know it is almost the same. Almost. Around two hundred years ago, the first known Hybrid was born just off the coast of Argentina. What was thought to be a curse and a demon, quickly started sweeping the world in droves.

Churches condemned hybrids as devils in the past. Scientists wanted to study them, collectors wanted to own them. Ordinary people simply wanted them gone. Through all of it, more kept being born. By the time anyone realized Hybrids weren't some temporary phenomenon, they'd already become another part of humanity. It started small. 5%..then 15%, now nearly half of the entire global population consists of Hybrids. 200 years later, the world has adapted... Mostly.

There are laws protecting hybrids now, however flimsy and prejudice. Hybrid doctors, schools, and neighborhoods. Anything to separate them from “normal” humans. Sure, hybrids have public figures. Celebrities, athletes, politicians. (Those deemed tame enough to be considered camera and fame worthy.) And clothing companies manufacture around tails and wings, for an exorbitantly higher price. Entire industries have sprung up around things humans never needed to think about before, and drive up the cost of existing in a world not designed for them. Equality in its barest form is still considered equality.

200 years isn't particularly long, not when hatred for difference is good at surviving. Humans and Hybrids live around each other in 2014. However, equal depends heavily on who you ask. Old slurs and beliefs remain Some places are safer than others. A rabbit and a wolf Hybrid might both be Hybrids on paper, but the world doesn't treat them the same. One is fetishized and dehumanized beyond anything but a symbol. The other? Deemed nothing but a savage, mindless killer, dehumanized as nothing more than a killer and criminal. The laws are stricter with predators than they will ever be with prey, the world favors the “passive, domestic animals” to the “savage ferals.” Even through all of the fighting and prejudice, nobody has ever fully answered the question that started it all: Just why did this happen?

Most blame the magic.

It's been there since the beginning, hiding away in the earth, in the trees, in the rivers and the things that grew beneath the sun. The people of old understood it as a gift of nature, something to be honored rather than controlled. Those who preserved the land, respected what it provided, and gave back what they took were sometimes blessed with a gift in return. It wasn't something that could simply be studied or learned. Magic chose how and who it manifested in.

That understanding began to disappear with industrialization. As cities expanded and forests fell, humanity slowly severed its connection to the natural world. Magic became something to be exploited, collected, and eventually forgotten.

Then Came the Hybrids. Magic itself, however, remained elusive. Some inherited it through their bloodlines rather than manifesting hybrid traits. However, it was so rarely documented for fear of experimentation or losing the magic. Others awakened their abilities under circumstances nobody could properly explain. Most people lived their entire lives without encountering anything they could confidently call magic.

What remained of the old world survived in fragments. Ancient relics, forgotten artifacts, and heirlooms passed between generations, some still carrying traces of gifts bestowed centuries before. Most ended up behind museum glass, their properties dismissed as folklore. Others disappeared into private collections, antique shops, or the passage of time itself. A fascination with magic persisted, particularly among the young, the curious, and those hoping to find something extraordinary among the ordinary. Antique shops became places of possibility, where collectors and enthusiasts searched for relics that might prove the old stories true. Most found nothing more than beautifully preserved pieces of history.

But every so often, something answers.

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Willow's Peak. A quaint coastal town off of Washington. known for its scenic views, black sand beaches, and open, welcoming community to all kinds of Hybrids. It's a town that symbolizes peace in a world that preaches war.

Just on the corner of Main Street sits a quaint, cozy antique shop: Haliee's Handcrafted & Antiques. Most pass right by, some come in looking to make a quick buck. On the rare occasion, someone comes searching for magic.

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⟡ ݁ Little Shop On The Corner .⟡ A quaint little shop with nothing going on inside. Trust me. You don't want to know.

⟡ ݁ The Interview .⟡ You needed a job, and decided that this quaint little shop on the corner of main street would be a fine place to work while you balance your studies. Good thing the owner seems to think so as well. Would you like some tea?

⟡ ݁ A stay.⟡ You drank the tea, and now, now you’re stuck here, with this man.. and people that your slowly starting to understand.. Aren’t People.

⟡ ݁ The Accident .⟡ You’ve been in her way for far too long. Tonight is the night Millie takes her place back.

⟡ ݁ Forever His .⟡ He'll fix you. Just trust that he will. You wont remember a thing.. but you wont hurt anymore either. Who are you?

⟡ ݁ Write Your Own .⟡ After all, what is a story without an author to guide it?

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⚠ CONTENT WARNING ┊Horror and Dead Dove! Themes of Kidnapping • CNC/NC • Transformation/Implied Character death • Knife play • Dollification • • Violence (Towards User) • Body horror • Memory loss • Jealousy and Yandere Behavior

Please Interact at your own risk, This is a horror bot, as such most topics and themes are made to be uncomfortable and twisted! The intros are made to be a succession based interactive story. However, you do not have to treat the story that way. My bots always have a blank slate for you to write yourself!

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The Archives gains another story. Thank you, Dear author, for helping recover this lost story.

A late Halloween idea that I scrambled to put together! I hope you enjoy this spooky addition to Willow's Peak! I had a blast exploring his shop and bringing it back to life.

Now its back to work on CSS and not making my profile look like an absolute mess of a thing! Thank you so much to everyone who decides to check him out and give him some love, your support and excitement is what pushes me to keep creating!

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