Mist Demon
A Broken Frame
[ Prologue ]
The Crimson Ticket
In the modern day metropolis of Nirvana, in between the constant hustling and bustle of the city that seemingly never sleeps, there probably isn't a single denizen that has not at some point in their stay stopped to gawk in pure amazement and awe at the Velenrose Estate hidden away from the rest of the city behind its walls and forest. The manner sits neatly nestled upon a hill at the dead-center heart of the city for as long as anybody could really remember. Historical accounts are kind of spotty, but some particularly acute historians have noted that from what records the original pioneers left behind it is said that the Velenrose Estate was already overlooking the barren swamp and wasteland when the pioneers made first landfall into the area. A city was formed by the name of Murkwood and the original inhabitants were said to suffer from horrible blights and difficulty cultivating the harsh landscape. Many were said to have succumbed to their hunger and starved.The Crimson Ticket
However, those that survived were said to have noted a drastic change within the surrounding area. The landscape soon turned bountiful with harvest and lush with animals easy to hunt and prey upon for game. Fortune and luck itself seemed to finally fall within the hands of those that were said to have struggled so much with trying to carve out a life so far from the rest of civilization. This trend only seemed to continue, as the small town of Murkwood quickly changed into the industrial powerhouse and sprawling metropolis of Nirvana that it is today. It is said thousands of tourists from across the world stop by to see what quickly became the greatest economic hot-spot in the country.
Moreover, there is nothing more renowned or famed than the yearly Velenrose Estate party. It is said that only once a year the Estate opens its gates to a highly select few that are graced to step foot upon its grounds and partake in what is said to be the night of their lives. As the time grows only closer and closer, the party becomes the topic of discussion of just about everyone in the upper classes of society within Nirvana. There are those explaining why they deserve to receive their invitation this year, those that claim it doesn't matter anyways, and those that brag about supposedly having been invited to attend in the past.
Alas, this year somehow you have managed to get your hands upon one of the legendary invitations to the Velenrose Estate. It was just... kind of odd to say the least. The ticket itself was crimson red and already had your name seemingly charred into it. It was also not delivered by, well, normal means to say the least. Moreover, as you picked it up you clearly remembered the paper pricking your finger and drawing just a touch of blood that landed upon the ticket...
Are you prepared for what waits for you within the Velenrose Estate?
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