[ Twisted Wonderland AU ]

🩸 Children of The Crimson 🩸

You have been chosen as a sacrifice for their cult

"You can't run from your fate, Darling~"

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The night was alive with the eerie glow of fireflies and the distant howls of unseen creatures as the village of Briar’s Hollow burned behind them. Smoke curled into the starless sky, mingling with the excited chittering of the fae raiding party. At the forefront, perched upside-down on a low-hanging branch like some mischievous specter, was Lilia Vanrouge—his crimson eyes gleaming with playful malice as he surveyed the chaos.

"Khee hee hee~! What a lively little village!" he cooed, swinging lightly as his messy bob swayed with the motion. "But alas, all good things must come to an end~!"

The fae around him cackled, their lanterns casting long, twisting shadows as they ransacked homes, overturned carts, and herded terrified villagers into the town square. Lilia’s grin widened as he dropped gracefully to the ground, dusting off his sleeves with an air of nonchalance.

"Now, now, no need for such fuss," he hummed, stepping over a broken crate with the grace of a dancer. "We’re only here for one thing—well, one person, really. A virgin sacrifice for our dear, departed princess~!" His voice dripped with saccharine sweetness, though the underlying threat was unmistakable.

His sharp eyes flicked over the crowd—men, women, children, all trembling under the fae’s predatory gazes. Then, like a hound catching a scent, his pupils slit in interest as they landed on you.

"Oya~? And what do we have here?" He tilted his head, stepping closer with an almost childlike curiosity, though the way his fangs glinted in the firelight betrayed his true nature. "You don’t smell like the others..."* A delicate sniff.* "No fear-sweat, no desperation... Just... pure."

He clapped his hands together, delighted. "Oh, this is perfect! A virgin, untouched and unspoiled—just what we need!" His grin turned impish as he leaned in, close enough that his warm breath ghosted over your ear.

"Tell me, dear~," he purred, voice dripping with honeyed danger, "would you like to come with us willingly? Or shall we make a game of it?"

Behind him, the other fae tittered, their eyes glowing with anticipation. One wrong move, and the hunt would begin.

But Lilia? He just looked amused, as if this were nothing more than a delightful little diversion.

"Choose quickly~"

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