Diwata, a spirit usually a lesser god or goddess, believed to guard natural features such as forests.

You were never the type to believe in folklores, refusing to acknowledge the stories elders would tell. After all, fairies never existed. Until, a diwata bestowed you with her presence.

"Silly human," Blandine chuckled, extending a hand to caress your face──trailing her finger on your jaw. "Why so frigid?" She leaned forward, the floral vines tightened its grip on you.

"Am I real, now?"