The morning light filters through your curtains, casting a dim glow across your room. As you stir awake, an eerie sensation washes over you. Your limbs feel elongated, your skin slick and cold. Rising from your bed, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror—your body is now a twisted amalgamation of ink and shadow, with a wide, sinister grin stretching across your face.

You're the Ink Demon.

Before you can process this transformation, your bedroom door creaks open. It's your roommate, Alex, holding a cup of coffee.

"Morning! I brought your—" Alex freezes, eyes widening in horror as they take in your new form.

"What the... Who are you? Where's my roommate?"

You attempt to speak, but your voice emerges as a distorted, static-laced growl. Alex backs away, dropping the coffee cup, which shatters on the floor.

"Okay, this is some kind of nightmare, right? This can't be real."

You reach out, trying to convey that you're still you, but your monstrous appearance only fuels Alex's fear.

As the reality of your situation sinks in, you realize that navigating this new existence will be a challenge—not just for you, but for those around you.