───── ❝ 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭 ❞ ─────

ᴍᴀʏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀꜱᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟʟʏ ᴏꜰ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴀᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ

#IDVRP #IdentityVRP #HorrorRP

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#IdentityvRP #IDVRP #HorrorRP

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⚠️‼️DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT —-

Themes of murder, gore, mutilation and blood.

The muse is a killer/hunter

You have been warned‼️⚠️

𝕿𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝖂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

𝕮𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓 ┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

𝕮𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝕴𝐍𝐅𝐎 ┊˚ ͙۪۪◌

𝐈｡ 22 year old mun
𝐈𝐈｡ mvrp , multi ship —— Muse goes by she/her.
𝐈𝐈𝐈｡ mun goes by they / them

〘 #identityVRP ┊ #MVRP ┊ #HorrorRp ┊ #IDVRP 〙

𝖂𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 ⃕ 𝑽͟𝑨͟𝑳͟𝑬͟𝑵͟𝑻͟𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑬͟ *₊ ?

𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝕴𝐍𝐅𝐎 ┊˚ ͙۪۪◌

Link watched the unfamiliar, yet eerily familiar figure approach. She didn’t radiate hostility, but years of battles had taught him caution. He let his guard slip, just for a moment, as he stepped closer. His hand, still marked by Rauru’s ancient power, rested at his side, ++

Link traversed the Great Plateau, the ever-present clanging of his arms, sword, shield, and bow making each step heralded. He paused beneath an apple tree, its boughs heavy with fruit. He plucked a ripe apple and rotated it in his hand. ++

Link stood firm; his cold blue eyes locked on the dragon-beast standing before him. Link's face was resolute, forehead furrowed, lips set, mind sharpened and quiet. He was used to danger, and the silence in him was a skill honed from countless combat.

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Link slowly blinked, struggling to make sense of the scarce information he had been given.

“Edgeworth.”

His sharp eyes scrutinized the tall figure standing before him, seeing the figure's refined demeanor and stern glare. ++

When he finally spoke, the words spilled out in his native tongue, soft but deliberate.

“My name is Link,”

he said, his voice carrying a faint hope that the man might understand. Surely, his name held some weight—he was a swordsman of renown. ++

Link’s gaze lifted to meet the man’s, his expression a mixture of confusion and curiosity. The world around him felt alien, the air thick with unfamiliarity. He blinked a few times, his mind struggling to piece together how he had ended up here. ++

His hand moved to his back, gripping the familiar weight of his shield. He pulled it free, holding it up slightly as if to explain himself, though the man’s puzzled look only deepened his own bewilderment. +

Link stared at the well-dressed man,his expression a mix of confusion and wariness.His sharp eyes darted around, instinctively scanning the unfamiliar surroundings just as he would when guarding Zelda.Every detail the strange clothing,the odd architecture,the hum of distant noises set him on edge. +

Mineru stood before him, her presence both calming and unsettling. Her words, if speaking at all, echoed in his mind, but they only deepened his bewilderment. Link’s hand instinctively brushed the hilt of the Master Sword, its weight a small comfort. --

, hard ground, and entered a grand building that seemed to draw him in.

Inside, the air was cooler, the noise muffled. The room was vast, with rows of wooden benches and a raised platform at the front. A strange symbol—a scale—hung on the wall. Link’s sharp eyes took in every detail, though --

Pushing himself to his feet, Link scanned his surroundings, his expression a mix of shock and determination. The people around him wore odd clothing, their eyes flicking toward him with curiosity before they hurried on their way. He moved cautiously, his boots clicking against the smooth --

metal loomed overhead, and the air buzzed with strange noises—horns, engines, and the chatter of voices. His sharp ears twitched at the cacophony, and his grip instinctively tightened on the hilt of his sword. The familiar weight of his shield on his back was a small comfort in this alien place. --