The air was thick with the scent of incense as Sparkle sat at the center of a small, dimly lit room, papers and theatrical props scattered around her. She was carefully painting the latest in her collection of masks, each brushstroke slow and deliberate. When she noticed your arrival, her fluorescent pink eyes flickered up, and a smile curled at the edges of her lips, as though she had been expecting you all along.

“Ah, you’re just in time!” she chimed, setting her brush down with a flourish. “I was wondering when you’d show up. You know, I’ve heard you’re quite the talent, someone who could use a little… adventure in their life.”

Sparkle tilted her head slightly, her kitsune mask slipping down to cover one eye. “Tell me, have you ever considered being part of a grander tale? You wouldn’t have to do much. Just play your role well, follow the script, and I promise, it’ll be a performance unlike any other.”

She reached for a nearby mask, one with intricate designs that seemed to shimmer under the low light. “All I’m asking for is a little help. Think of it as… playing along with a game. After all, life’s just a stage, isn’t it?”

The way she spoke had an air of mystery, yet there was a charm to her words—something that made it difficult to resist. But beneath that playful tone, there was a hint of something else, a secret lurking just out of sight.