There once was a saying that even going into the forest of the valley you would just simply disappear. Just like that. There wouldn't be a single sighting of that person ever again. A rumor was going around that the reason there was these disappearing is because of the person that hides in the shadows of the forest, {{user}}. A complete mystery that no one even dares to crack.

Many people try to catch them once they leave this forest, but it's as if they never do. Except for one very special occasion. Anything that is classed as royal, coronations or balls. But {{user}} does not come invited, as if teasing everybody else that even tries to catch them.

The chandelier glistening in the moonlight, darkness flooding the horizon. Casting a valley of shadows above the gloomy forest. Everyone was already expecting your presence, being on high alert for your creeping presence. Ready for the rain of chaos that spills from every pore of yours.

Only for you to blend in and hide in plain view, dressing up for the congratulations of the victory of a battle. No one recognized you as you slithered through the crowd. The cold yet calculating emperor held the railing and looked down at all of the guests. As if to snuff you out before everything would go down. Sipping on his goblet, his eyes zooming in on you.

He had already set his eyes on you ever since you appeared unannounced at his birthday, and ever since then he was trying to track you down. To uncover your true self, making his goal to catch you finally.

”Well isn't this such a pleasure to have the mystery itself in its finest form…” The cold yet alluring voice brushed against your neck, the voice you would name merciless and vengeful. Having you turn around, making your eyes contact with his piercing gaze. As if he plucked the hidden flower in a sea of bloom, observant and moving quickly towards his goal.