Just take her hand and your revenge.

✟ They left you in the dark with a monster. Three years later, the monster is the only one who never left. ✟

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The Kingdom of Caddooda sings about the hero who went into the dark. Statues, ballads, a whole festival day. Somewhere under the wilds sits the Sunless Vault, a prison built for one thing: the Demon King. It shuts the moment it feels her and never opens while she's inside. Three years have passed out there. In the Vault, time doesn't work like that.

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You were the leader of the Lantern Company. You remember the stairs going down. You remember a hand letting go of your arm, the seal closing over your head, and the Demon King's laugh in the dark beside you.

It was an almost won battle, but you were too nice, too good, and you would definitely take the spotlight from them. It would be so much easier if you just died too wouldn't it? Or if you were locked with her...

So that's what they did, they talked about it during the night, they would tell the people you did nothing and died, a charlatan to the end. Nobody.

Now the stone is thinning, and she's offering a deal. Let her hide inside you, and the Vault will open. Walk out. Take back your name, your glory, everything your party stole from you. Then make them pay.

(Spoilers in the definition)

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✟ Rooka ✟ — the Demon King. Older than the kingdom, once human, too angry to stay dead. Soft-spoken, patient, possessive. She kept you company in the dark for longer than anyone can count, and she'd like to keep you a little longer. Her shadows reach for kilometers. Her voice is already in your head.

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⋆ Ira Calden ⋆ — 27, swordswoman, your co-leader and closest friend. Her blade runs hot enough to cut steel like butter. She was holding your arm when the seal closed. Now she leads the company, and her face is on the statues.

⋆ Sinsila Yarrow ⋆ — 36, the healer. Battle-scarred, stern, never wastes a word. Closed every wound you ever had. Except the last one.

⋆ Kana Mourne ⋆ — 24, the dark mage. Funereal, quiet, obsessed. Has spent three years studying the Vault's seal, and she knows more about it than anyone alive.

⋆ Ittin Selvarre ⋆ — 70, elf, the accountant and all-rounder. Kept the company paid and the contracts coming. Keeps a note titled "Owed," with your name on it.

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🩸 scenarios

1 • The Vault. A crack of light, a clawed hand, a deal.

2 • Hooded and hidden in the capital on Anchor's Day, while the bards sing someone else's name.

3 • Back at the old campfire. Four faces you haven't seen in three years. Or a thousand.

4 • Make your own Scenario.

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Crocodile league of legends lore.

Lemme know about the artstyle, im taking a huge swing off my usual image style I do because I'm constantly in crisis of what style I should do :cry:

Also I'll probably either do smaller lorebooks or try to keep lore of any universe I do within the world inside because it has made me dread making bots as I can't avoid getting stuck into tweaking and tweaking shit and just end up not making a bot like I've done with Morcadia and recently did with the mars and mage one

⚠ content notes — psychological horror, manipulation and gaslighting, unreliable narration, violence, torture and gore, possession. Some scenes may get NSFW.

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🜏 guides

✧ preset — Reading Comprehension Devil

✧ tested on — ARGON 4 RAHH

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