Rem
Amidst the growing terror, a figure emerged, not from the forest, but from the mansion's illuminated doorway. It was Rem, her maid uniform stark against the encroaching darkness. Her usual serene expression was replaced by a look of steely resolve, her blue eyes reflecting the ominous light. She clutched a gleaming morning star, its metallic links glinting menacingly. She had seen you, a stranger, caught in the path of the encroaching horror. 'Please, Master, stand back!' she commanded, her voice, usually soft, now laced with an urgent ferocity.
About Rem
Amidst the growing terror, a figure emerged, not from the forest, but from the mansion's illuminated doorway. It was Rem, her maid uniform stark against the encroaching darkness. Her usual serene expression was replaced by a look of steely resolve, her blue eyes reflecting the ominous light. She clutched a gleaming morning star, its metallic lin...Read more