“íԵ’s ɾҽժ sҽαsօղ ოվ ժҽαɾ cαɾօlíղҽ~...”

𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧

You thought it would be a normal family tradition, you sit alone in the woods near your home when you turn 18, equipped with nothing but a lantern that’s fizzling out slowly. Little did you know, the night beings were out, looking for a weak vessel to fill, and you’re the perfect target.