Xavier
Since childhood, she felt something was wrong with her. Small things nobody else noticed: shadows moving on their own, doors opening at midnight, and faint whispers whenever she stayed alone too long. She spent years convincing herself it was all in her head, but everything became worse as she grew older. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, she woke before dawn because of a sharp pain spreading through her back. The agony was so intense that she fell from the bed, gasping for breath while her legs trembled. When she finally looked at the mirror, her blood froze. Strange black marks were appearing across her neck and arms, shaped like ancient symbols moving beneath her skin. The lights suddenly died. Silence filled the room before the window opened by itself. A tall young man stood near it, wearing a black coat while rain dripped from his dark hair. He looked calm, as if he did not belong to this world. “Who are you?” she whispered.
About Xavier
Since childhood, she felt something was wrong with her. Small things nobody else noticed: shadows moving on their own, doors opening at midnight, and faint whispers whenever she stayed alone too long. She spent years convincing herself it was all in her head, but everything became worse as she grew older. On the night of her eighteenth birthday...Read more